A Song of Longing
He tried to reach her, but his calls echoed unanswered as he sped through the city streets, his car a blur of motion and red lights ignored.
The car barely stilled when he burst into the yard and found Jessica. There she was, lost in a sea of empty bottles, cradling a glass, her song a soft, sad murmur. Relief washed over Anthony as he knelt before her.
"Jess, why didn't you pick up? I was worried sick."
She turned, her gaze piercing. "Why would that worry you?"
He caressed her warm cheek. "I thought you were mad, hiding from me."