As she watched Scott heading across to the island for the night, Jackie tried to swallow her disappointment. Shed enjoyed her afternoon with him, the terrifying rappel of death notwithstanding.
You know, Jackie, sometimes you just have to let go and fall. But I promise Ill catch you.
Scotts words echoed in her mind as she poured herself a glass of wine, turned off the kitchen lights, and made her way upstairs. That afternoon, shed defied her fear and let go. And hed caught her, just as hed promised.
Is it really as simple as trusting Scott? She turned the idea over and over in her mind. The next logical question was, did she trust him?
Back in her own room, she closed the door and leaned against it. The day seemed to have been inordinately long, starting with her trip into town with Amy. Which reminds me