I want to see him again. Yet his three emails expressing concern about her welfare remained unanswered. In her desire to write back properly, she’d let day after day go by. She needed to let him know that she was safe. And thank him. She wanted him to know how much his music meant to her. Somewhere inside, she knew she wanted to write more than that. “You’re in love,” Philip had said. That one uncalled-for remark was working on her emotions, propelling them in a direction from which there could be no turning back.
