Jane missed David. The way he took care of her. The way he understood her strange impulses, most of the time. She wanted to call him. To tell him all the crazy details of her day. Maybe even about the pregnancy test, how sad it made her when it turned out to be negative. It had been weeks since they stopped talking on a daily basis. That had been her choice. But she was finding it particularly agonizing tonight. Nothing ever felt quite real until she shared it with David. She wanted to see him, to smell him, to hold his hand.
