It dawned on me when I walked out of the restaurant just before midnight that Judah thought I got off work later. Even taking into consideration transfers to get to the 4, which he still thought took me home, it was far too early to call without having to answer awkward questions.
So I didn’t. I hopped on the subway like it was any other night and prayed Judah wouldn’t press too hard about it when he got on.
There was only one problem with that. He never got on the train.
I stayed on until almost four-thirty, riding back and forth in hopes he was just running late. I roamed up and down the train’s length in search of him, and though I knew there was a possibility I’d missed him getting on completely, I abandoned the hunt convinced he’d never boarded. Maybe that was what he’d wanted to t
