Jenny’s Concerns
When we met face-to-face, Jenny looked as worried as I felt. “I haven’t seen her much since she moved,” she confessed.
“I tried calling a few times, but it’s like she vanished.” Hearing this, my heart sank further. Jenny’s concern mirrored mine, and I could see it in her eyes.
“We need to find a way to reach her,” I said, desperate to find a solution together. Jenny nodded, as determined as I was.