A 9:45 a.m. text on a Monday morning from Amy. He knew as soon as he saw her name on his phone what he was going to be doing later that week. She got into a fight with her boyfriend on Sunday. Well, not really a fight and they were both pretty drunk, but none of this matters. What matters is that when she laid in bed in the dark on Sunday night she thought about this text. I guess it matters that Jack shouldn’t have been so judgmental about her friends, but that’s really only going to matter to Jack, isn’t it?
They agree to meet on Thursday. He books a room at a random Best Western about a half-hour from each of their houses. Just like the last three times.
She gets her nails done on Wednesday after work, but Jack doesn’t notice that she also got waxed. She tells him that she’s going to be in a meeting all day and probably won’t be checking her phone.