Temporarily

"The number you have dialed has been temporarily disconnected ... Le numero que vous-avez appler sont temporairement débranché."

Thought so.

But then again, like it would matter. Kat sighed, slumped into the couch and began to fiddle with her electric-green plastic bracelet that Jessy had given her. How did I know this would match your outfit today? Jess has said. She looked down. Green. Always green. But never green outside where it mattered, never green in the way she craved it to be. And sometimes she wondered if it would ever be green again.

Disconnected. The only link, broken. The only ladder, snapped in two. The only path, paved over. She could call and call and call, but it only said the same thing, "Disconnected." She was disconnected from him now, and sometimes after being disconnected from him it was just so hard to re-connect.

Calling those "reconnect" numbers would only reconnect his phone, but could it reconnect two people, lost in a very small city, searching? Could it reconnect her?

The phone might have just been disconnected, but she'd been disconnected from him for some time.