Life should be nuts, otherwise it's a bunch of Thursdays strung together. (Rumor Has It)

I called a driver and headed home by the light of midday. I drew my curtains and it was as if it was night. I still couldn't sleep. I reminded myself that Christian would live but I wanted to see him. My head knew he was okay but my heart wanted to see him before it could believe, before it could rest. My head reminded my heart I had made promises to ensure he lived and I couldn't see him, not today, not ever.

We were married the following spring.