Speaking of Bellona; I've called home to let them know that I'm on my way back. Just as I expected; Bellona insisted on speaking with me … out of everyone in the family; I knew that she'd be the one most worried over my disappearance … and, I could hear the mixture of both anxiety and relief in her voice.
I briefly explained about the attack, to try to mentally prepare her before seeing me; but, I'm still worried how Bellona's going to react from the sight of my battered face.
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Bellona's pacing back and forth on the front porch, when my taxi pulls up; and, once the vehicle stops, she leaps off the porch and charges over. She flings the door open; pulls me out, while drawing me into her; and, throws her arms around me … cradling me in a loving embrace...
“Oh my God, Pomona; I
