The wind filtered through his hair, as he felt the sand ripple between his toes. His grey linen suit, flapped around his ankles, and he looked out to sea, calming his nerves.
She was coming home to him.
David had been seeing a counsellor Robert had met whilst filming the documentary, with Lana staying with Maggie for a few extra days to get a head start on some of the construction paperwork. A few extra days turned into just over a week. He hadn't seen her in close to three weeks. With tv interviews promoting the documentary, an auction to sell off some of his mothers jewellery and his fathers painting collection, and Bertie's fourth birthday, he had kept busy.
But he missed her like crazy.
Imagining her walking towards him set his heart on fire, a burning desire only she could quench.
