As I waited in yet another airplane terminal, the love of my life who seems to chronically run late, finally appeared out of breath and carrying too may bags.
“Is this running late thing, something I’m going to have to get used to?”
“Yes,” Michael said, grabbing me and pulling me to him. “It’s all about the moment, dear heart. This . . . right here . . . right now.” He kissed me full on the mouth.
A kiss that still sends me reeling.
“I love you now . . . and forever!”
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Chapter One
Home Of The Brave
It’s funny that it hadn’t occurred to me until that very moment, when I pulled into my mother’s driveway, that the idea of losing her would devastate me more than I ever could have imagined . . . .