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Gone
It feels like someone has pulled the rug out from under his feet, quick and without warning, leaving Henry stunned and bewildered.
Catherine's silence via Twitter and text messaging since Tuesday had not worried the boy. It was finals week, last-minute studying and stress galore. Until late Thursday night when a concerned Eleanor asked if he had seen the new video (he had not). After he completed his Friday finals he discovered Cat had posted an image on Instagram; dumbly he stared at the photo that was, indeed, not New York City at all.
Gone, the realization slowly washed over Henry as he gazed at the picture. Cat is gone.
He did not know which hurt more: Catherine leaving without saying goodbye (no face-to-face, call, text) or that a day later he still was waiting for her to reply to his tweet (he rechecked for the umpteenth time just to be sure).
"what? you left already?"
Nothing.
THE END