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"No, no, I'm not thinking of that. I'm thinking of something else. I’m thinking of a way I can maybe get involved. I was looking for something, anyway."
Isaac had gotten to know the fiction writer while she was doing research, and she was an interesting person. Isaac shook his head, smiling at her and having no idea what she was talking about.
"What would you think about me telling your story? I could use a dynamic side couple, and it would be perfect." She touched the sides of her head with her fingertips and made an intense face like she was conceiving the whole thing. "I'm getting a plan. We could do a book within a book. I could tell your story from the perspective of a writer who's going into the restaurant looking for inspiration. Oh my gosh, this is what I need to tie together this ending."
"I don't know specifically what you're asking, but I think I'm fine with it," Isaac said.
"Yeah, thank you, and I'll figure it all out," Jill said, nodding and smiling. "I'll have to fabricate an ending that hasn't happened, but there's a slim chance if we keep all of your beginning details the same—about the shirt and the graduation and everything—there's a slim chance that we can reach her."
"Inthisbook? You just told me your book was finished."
"Yes, this book needs it. I've got to rethink a few things, but this is going to be fun. I'm going to write about this whole situation—me writing the book and everything. I'll make her read the book from wherever she is—I'll probably set her in Chicago or Buffalo, I'm not sure."
"Jill, I am so lost right now," Isaac said. "Are you writing part of your book where a waiter meets a girl and the whole horse shirt and everything, and then he tells the writer who publishes a book that leads the girl back to the restaurant?"
"Yes! Isn't it amazing? It's going to be wonderful."
"It's crazy. It's trippy. I guess you know what you're doing."
"I do."
"What if she actually reads it?"
"We couldonly hopeshe does."
Isaac shrugged. "I honestly have no idea how you would sort all this out and add it to your story."
"You leave that to me," she said.
"Don't force anything for my sake," he said. "I had already put her out of my head. I wasn't even going to mention it until Cal said something."
"Cal," she said with wide, sparkling eyes. "I'll have to write Cal in there. Thank you for reminding me. I have to take some notes. Isaac, I love this idea. I seriously think I can make it work."
"Fitting in with your book is all I'm worried about."
"Do you not have hope that we're going to find her?"
He shrugged. "I am just not entirely sure that she wants to be found. It seems like she would have left her number."
"What if she is out there and she does want to be found? Would you want to find her if you knew she was interested in that?"
"Yeah, for sure. I'd like to talk to her. I can't shake the feeling about the dream and the shirt and everything."
"Okay, we're doing this. I'm going to need to email you to ask some questions," she said, seeing him walk over to another customer.
He gave Jill a nod, agreeing to answer her questions.
"Does Isaac usually have girlfriends?" Jill asked.
It was a waitress who was walking by, and she stopped, shaking her head. "He goes out with women all the time. One date here and there. Never more than a date or two. A few have made it a little longer. But no. He's usually single. Why? Are you trying to fix him up with somebody? People try all the time."
"No, no, I was just wondering."
***
"Isaac, one more question before I go," Jill said a few minutes later when Isaac came back to her area.
"Sure," he said.
