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Relief washed over me when I walked into the Bunker. Diana bounced around and ran through the house, barking and showering me with slobbery doggy kisses. Good to know I was missed.
Conor jumped up from his recliner and wrapped his arms around me. A soccer game played on the TV with the crowd roaring as I kicked the door closed behind me.
“Glad you’re back, love.” He smelled so delicious it was all I could do to keep from weeping with joy.
“You don’t know how good it feels to be home.” I kissed him deeply for what had to have been at least an hour. Would have continued if Diana hadn’t been jumping on the both of us, desperate for attention.
“Can I get ya some lunch? I know it’s nearly three but wasn’t sure if you’d had something on the way over.”
“I had a big breakfast, but I could
