The door bell rang early this morning. Who could it be, I ask the kids. They run down, no ones there, they say. Hmm? And Alfonz jumps out from his hiding spot.
My man arrived home, bug covered, sporting a 3 week beard, and dirty clothes. He looks worn from the 4 day ferry ride from the Panhandle. A little aged, calm and his spirits are high. He has experienced something amazing and it sticks to him as he comes in the house.
The kids are jumping all over him as I write this entry. Daniel tells him how he has mastered Guitar Hero since his departure, Angelina is speechless for the first time in her life.
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