Reyna & Jake
Jake stared at his phone. He didnt want to text and he didnt want to reach out over social media. But he hadnt been going to family dinners and didnt want to violate Reynas space by showing up at her door in New York. The phone rang and he paced around his house. When it sounded like someone picked up but when no one spoke he cleared his throat thinking he was leaving a voicemail, “Hello? It’s Jacob. I was hoping we could talk. Im off work and was wondering if you could come to San Diego. Or we could meet somewhere else? I dont want to talk over the phone. But I understand if you dont want to talk to me at all.”












