Chapter Fifteen
Jessica awoke the next morning as giddy as a teenager—and as uncertain. One moment she was bouncing along, singing to herself, hardly able to contain the nearly comical joy. The next, she asked herself why Larry hadn’t looked back, whether he was having second thoughts, whether the whole thing was a mistake they’d both live to regret.
Over the next several days, they met twice for lunch and talked on the telephone every night. It was those late-night phone calls, more than anything else, that took Jessica back to their teenage years. She found herself unconsciously lying diagonally across her bed on her stomach, feet in the air, as she talked to him in the dark. It was the way she’d ended every day that she hadn’t seen him during her last year of high school and the summ
