"I don't know if John's coming home tonight or tomorrow night," she says, standing up next to me. "He'll call if he's not coming home and maybe we can have dinner together again," she says quietly. f**k! I need time to think! Maybe John will come home.
"Let me know," I tell her noncommittally.
"I will," she says, reaching towards me but then changing her mind. I walk away before she can rethink it.
Jeremy is off with friends playing baseball for the rest of the day so that's one less distraction. John gets home around dinnertime, aborting any plan that Jenny may have had for us to get together tonight. I work all day Sunday, putting the weekend quickly behind me.
Monday morning, I get up ready to start my investigation. It sounds more organized than it is. No one is home at Jenny's hou
