Sherry also craved some positive feedback on her new pictures. She was pleased with them, but that wasn't the same as hearing it from someone else. She knew a few sites online where she could've posted some without her face, but that didn't interest her. Strangers on the internet usually acted like such assholes, and who knew where her pictures could end up.
There was really only one person she wanted to share those pictures with and he was the one person with whom she promised herself not to keep doing things like that. But that didn't mean she couldn't text him and try to find out what was going through his mind that he was keeping away for so long.
She picked up her phone and put it back down in exasperation four times before she finally thumbed out a message: Where are you? I'm sorry
