CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR — TWO YEARS

The first year was difficult.

The second year was worse.

David worked hard.

Marilyn built her career.

They talked when they could.

Sometimes they argued.

Sometimes they laughed.

Sometimes they missed each other so badly that words weren't enough.

But they never completely gave up.

One evening, Marilyn received a message.

“I’m coming home.”

She smiled.

For the first time in two years, she cried tears of happiness.