There was a brief pause. Then, “He recognized it immediately.”
Of course he did.
“He asked where I found it.”
I didn’t say anything.
Miles continued. “And when I told him…” Another pause. “He went completely quiet.”
My pulse quickened. “What happened?”
“He asked if the woman in the picture was Audrey.”
I closed my eyes. For 20 years, I hadn’t heard Jack say my name. And somehow hearing that he still remembered it felt stranger than I expected.
“What did you tell him?”
“The truth.”
I waited. Then Miles said, “He wants to talk to you.”
The words hung between us. Heavy, unexpected, dangerous.
I laughed softly. Not because anything was funny. Because I suddenly felt 24 years old again.
“No.”
“Audrey…”
“No.”
“I think you should.”
“I don’t.”
“He looked like someone punched him.”
I didn’t know what to do with that. So I changed the subject and ended the call a few minutes later.
