He took her hand in his and squeezed her fingers. "Kimberly, are you telling the truth? Do you really love me? Because if you don't, I can't make it. You are my world. This is killing me"

She leaned forward and pulled him close. Then he was on the bed and they were kissing as if they had a lifetime to make up for.

"Of course I love you" she whispered as she pressed her mouth against his lips, his cheeks, his chin. "I have been calling every week, trying to tell you"

"I know. James recorded ...