The moment he turns and sees me, a wide smile takes over his face. Beneath his black framed glasses, his eyes crinkle at the corners. Swiftly we each move toward the other, wanting to get there as fast as possible.
“It is so good to see you,” he said, burying his bearded face in my neck and hair.
“I know.”
My heart feels as though it is about to burst with relief, or love, or happiness, or something. I blink away the tears that are threatening to spill forth from my eyes. I am a little embarrassed by the fact that I was actually crying tears of happiness.
Pulling out of the hug, he looked me in the eyes.
“Today was the longest day of my life.”
“I just wanted to be like in Harry Potter so I could just grab onto a portkey and be here rather than driving so long,” I reply.
Laughter shakes his slim body, and he gives me a look that without even speaking, says, “This is exactly why I love you.”
He pulls me into a kiss, his beard and mustache tickling my face so that I have to wrinkle my nose in delight.
Like a puppy curled up next to a wood burning stove, I want to stay right here in this warmth forever. This is the best place to be.
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