Me: How many times have you been back to Gloria’s?
Jo: Ha! I’m not going to lie … it’s been tempting.
Jo: It’s good to hear from you, Jenner.
Me: I’m in Manhattan for business, flying to Dallas tomorrow, and then onto San Fran.
Jo: My forever wanderlust. Must be magical to see so much in such a short time.
Me: I’ve seen boardrooms and conference tables and the view from my hotel.
Jo: It’s too bad none of those stops are taking you south.
Me: Will you be making any trips home after graduation?
Jo: Don’t know. Probably not. I have to plan my next move—remember, that whole job thing? ;)
I stared at the screen. So many thoughts were filling my head, so many replies I wanted to type.
Nothing felt right.
Nothing felt worthy.
Jo: I’ve missed you.
And then those three words came across my phone.
Ones that had so much meaning.
Ones that resonated so hard because I felt the same.
Damn it, Jo.
Jo: I have to run into class … I’ll talk to you soon.
She ended her text with an emoji. The face with puckered lips and a red heart coming from the mouth.
She was sending a kiss.
And, fuck, I felt it.