“How did you get here? How did you know how to find me?” “I had a feeling something bad happened,” she whispered between happy tears. “And I just, I don’t know… followed that feeling, and it brought me here. I just knew this is where I needed to be. My car is parked at some resort? I don’t know. It was a long drive, and I didn’t really spend time thinking about it. Just trusted that feeling, like I said.” “And your feelings are always right.” I chuckled with tears on my face. It was beyond wonderful to be in her arms and to smell the scent of home on her sweater.
