DAY 11
DAY 11I can’t believe I’m still in Florida. When I arrived, I thought they’d find Jack within a week, but it’s been eleven days now and still no sighting of him. I’ve tried to keep myself busy, but I’m growing bored.
As soon as the sun rose, I woke up because I was uncomfortable and hot. I lay in bed for a few hours staring at the ceiling as I replayed the conversation Tristan and I had last night. His words have been on repeat in my mind, and I still can’t believe I wasn’t aware of any of his struggles and what he deals with on a daily basis. I have so much respect for him.
Eventually, I grab my backpack and go downstairs. Tristan is reading in the living room. He gives me a head nod and goes back to his book. After I make a cup of coffee, I power on my laptop.
My desktop is fu
