Bobby wiped his eyes with his right hand. "I'm so sorry, Ellen. I shouldn't be doing this."
"Oh, shut up, Moylan," she admonished while putting her arms around him in a warm embrace.
The dam of emotion finally broke, and Bobby Moylan openly cried as he buried his head in Ellen's left shoulder.
Bobby's cap had fallen to the floor, and Ellen whispered, "It's alright, Bobby, let it out," she said as she gently stroked the back of his head.
After about thirty seconds, Bobby was able to reach a semi-composed state and remove his head from Ellen's shoulder. His watery eyes locked on hers. "Do you want to come over tonight?"
Now it was Ellen's turn to break through an emotional barrier as she heard the words she had given up hope of ever hearing. "Of course, I want to come over, darling," sh
