Rose had tried a fifth time to reach John within the day, wondering what he might be up to. She began to worry, wondering if something had happened. Surely someone would have contacted her? She thought through the list of people, but withheld from contacting anyone else; she didn't want to get them worked up if it was really for nothing.
"Hey, it's me. Now just wanting to make sure you're alright. Gimme a call when you can. No rush. Had another dream and wanted to talk it out with ya. Hope you're doing well. 'K...bye."
She hung up the phone with a sigh, staring down at the illuminated screen. Her fingers itched to give him a text, but she felt like that would have been a little too much. She flopped on the bed, wondering if she shut her eyes another story would play out as it had last night.