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Maybe… (part 6)

Part 6

The apartment was big for one person and crammed with books. It reminded Jennifer a little bit of where she and Jonathan used to live before they bought the house. It was tidy and clean and it seemed comfortable. This place missed a cat though, Jennifer thought, he should get a cat.
There was a large framed picture of a beautiful mountain lake on the living room wall, probably a place somewhere in Canada.
Jennifer stepped towards the window. “You’ve got a nice view.”, she said looking at the trees with the ocean in the distance.
Jonathan came into the living room with two mugs in his hands and handed one to Jennifer. “Here’s your tea. The view was one of the reasons that … we…chose this apartment.”
Jennifer could tell he still wasn’t over the break up but she was sure that he would be eventually.
Both sat down on the couch. Jennifer wanted to tell him so many things about his other self, about her Jonathan but at the same time she knew it was probably not the best idea. They were quietly drinking their tea for a while until Jonathan broke the silence.
“So… do you know what your alternate version here is up to?”
Jennifer remembered the one single Facebook profile she found earlier.
“I couldn’t find out much but it looks like she’s a doctor somewhere in Germany. She probably didn’t have a reason to come back to Canada since she didn’t meet you there. She’s single, probably too busy for a relationship. That’s all I know. I would like to learn more about her but… I also just want to go back home.”
“We’ll get you home somehow. I mean, you came here so there must be a way back, and we’ll find it.”
“I hope you’re right.”
“You must be tired, I think we should turn in and go back to the place in the woods first thing in the morning.”
Jennifer agreed. She was exhausted and it’s been a long day, she needed some sleep.
Jonathan gave her a pillow and a blanket so she could sleep on the couch, he also brought her one of his flannel shirts to wear for the night and said she’d wake her up in time.
So now she was lying on the couch in the dark in a strange apartment trying to fall asleep.
But her mind was racing trying to process everything that had happened and worrying what would happen if she never could go back. What would she do? She didn’t even exist in this reality, her alternate version existed but she didn’t. Would she just change her identity and get a job somewhere, was that possible? She pictured all kinds of scenarios. No. She would get home, she had made plans, right? She’d see her husband tomorrow and never go into the woods again.
She noticed that the shirt she was wearing smelt like her Jonathan, both of them had the same scent. It made her feel warm and safe and after what felt like hours she finally fell asleep…

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