Patricia

What in the world is a rugit? It's getting pretty dark, and Daniel has been waiting in the car for so long now. I've googled it, and it's saying it means roar or howl. I'm trying to call Jordan to tell him there's nothing like that in all the supermarkets we've checked, but his number isn't connecting. Sweet Lord, this is the fifth supermarket! I don't want to disappoint him by not coming home with whatever this Rugit is.

One more stop, and that's the end. If I don't see it in the next supermarket, I'm heading home. Aside from the frustration of trying to find this so-called thing, Bryan has unexpectedly disappeared from the face of the earth. How do I break up with someone who has vanished into thin air? To make matters worse, I don't even know where his office is, and his cousin isn't picking up my calls. I hope he is okay, though.

We drive back home without the so-called rugit. Why is the whole place so dark? I wonder as I try to find the switch to the corridor light.

"Jordan?"

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