Sitting on the table in Jason’s apartment was the little basket of chocolate and alcohol with a small piece of paper.
I really am sorry I went a disappeared but I would never do that… Shit happened to me and I just… I can’t tell you and I’m sorry… I just want to forget. But I want to come home…
I love you
Jason stared at the basket for a long moment before picking up the note and reading it. It took everything he had to keep his hand from trembling. Several minutes later he set the note down, turned, and walked away.
[text] Come home.












