white satin a deep rust color. Thank God I wore a skirt today. The hem got a little wet, but not as bad as pants would have been.
I'm proud to say both rings stayed firmly attached to the pillow, a credit to the knot badge earned during my illustrious three-month stint as a Girl Scout.
Charlotte did not even so much as apologize. Not that Nathan's behavior was her fault, but who hands a five-year-old demon a pillow with thousands of dollars of diamonds tied on it? Aargh.
No word at all from Cabe today. Texted him three times between weddings and called on my way home from work to tell him about the ring drama. No answer and no call back.
I'm sure he just got tied up doing something, but what? We talked yesterday before my rehearsal, and he didn't mention having plans today. He didn't call me to say goodnight last night, either. Which is odd.
No big deal, I guess. Miss his voice, though.
Sunday, January 26th
Okay.
I haven't heard from Cabe since we talked Friday afternoon. He hasn't returned my calls or texts all weekend. I'm a little freaked out. I thought about calling Maggie, but I figure she would've called me if something had happened to him. I don't want to look like some psycho-girl calling his mom just because I haven't heard from him. Maybe he went fishing or something. Camping with someone. Maybe he is just somewhere he doesn't have cell service, and he didn't realize it until he got there.
I have a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, but I don't know why.
If I don't hear from him tomorrow, I'll call Maggie.
Monday, January 27th
I didn't hear from him today, either. I'm beyond freaked out now. I couldn't concentrate at all today. I must have checked my phone twenty million times, just in case I'd missed a text or a call. I kept turning up the volume. Turning the silent feature on and off to see if it got stuck somehow. I even called my cell phone from my office phone to make sure the damned thing was working.
I dialed his number every half hour this morning but forced myself to stop when it produced no result.
I feel sick. I don't know what's going on. I want to call his mom, but I don't know what to say. I'm scared. I still think if something had happened to him, Maggie would have called me. I mean, even if she's on the same page as Galen and wants me to leave him alone, I can't imagine she wouldn't let me know if he'd had an accident or something.
So what if I call her and she tells me she hasn't seen him all weekend? Or what if I call her and she tells me he's been home all weekend?
Which sends me down another rabbit hole completely. One I really don't want to venture down. It terrifies me that something could have happened to him. But the alternative also scares me.
What if something happened, and it's just me he's not calling??
Even as I write that, my mind reels with the question of what it would be. I don't know.
Did I do something to make him angry?
Did Galen turn him against me?
Did he meet someone else?
My stomach turns at the thought.
I shake my head every time it enters my mind to try and stop it from taking root.
This is Cabe. My best friend. I've known him for five years. Evidently, he's been in love with me for five years even although I didn't know that. He literally just told me days ago he's never been happier in his life. So he wouldn't just meet someone in a bar and then drop off the face of the earth and not call me.
Would he?
I want to throw up.
I want to drive over there.
I want him to call.
I want to cry.
Tuesday, January 28th
I couldn't take the deafening silence. I left work early and drove to his office. Tuesday is usually the only day he has to work from the cubicle due to the morning staff meetings so I figured I had a pretty good chance of finding him there. If he wasn't at