“Oh Peter, thank God, thank God we’ve finally found you! We’ve been looking for you for such a long time! We were afraid that we’d never see you again!”
I stood up and she hugged me like a long-lost lover, and I clasped her like a lover nearly lost. She looked me up and down and smiled the same way as she always had.
By then I was weeping, too.
We hugged for several minutes and then separated. “Oh, it’s so good to see you,” I said. “I never in all my life was…How did you know I’d be here now? You were waiting for me how long? How did you know?”
She reached into her bag and pulled out a piece of paper that was yellow with age and had been folded many times. I recognized it and felt a stab of foreboding. Slopping through the lines on the paper was an uncontrolled, childish scraw
