Emily didn't mean to worry anybody. Especially, Casper. She could tell on the phone he'd had the worst Christmas ever.
"I'm going to try to be back real soon," she told him.
"Where are you now, exactly?" He didn't sound confident that she'd be back soon.
"Kind of lost, but at least I'm in Omaha," she told him. Actually, she was staying the night in a cheap motel. It was kind of scary being alone. She didn't think she'd go to sleep.
"You think you can really find this Scott fellow?"
"I guess." She had to as far as she was concerned. "I want to spend New Year's with you, I do." She then promised.
"Yeah, I just bet you do." His voice was sad and she thought he might hang up any second.
"What was that for?" She was on the bed with her feet up.
"I dunno," Casper then sighed. "I just think you-" There was a long pause then. "Its over, isn't it?"
"What do you mean?" Her stomach was growling. She could here noises outside. It could have been the wind or something else. It was getting so cold. She wished he was here right now keeping her warm and happy.
"Don't say you haven't thought about it," Casper said. "You have. I'm not particular good looking and well, a blind guy can only do so much for you."
"Stop saying that," Emily said. "I miss you. You know I do."
"So you say." His voice was quiet as it came and went. She sensed he'd been sobbing now and she didn't know it. "I'm scared." He finally manged. "I'm scared you won't come back. Something might happen to you. Then what? Was it really worth it? Really?"
Emily didn't know. She just wanted to find out. There were things she needed to find out.
Did I make you cry on Christmas Day?