ROBERT

How have I been, she asked. I’ve not been fine. I’ve been through hell. I missed you. I wanted to say. Instead—

"I've been fine and doing well.” I said then added, “except that images of a certain strawberry blonde beauty run through my head every second."

"Oh, Robert..." She chuckled lightly, and I joined in.

"I've missed you so much. I don't think you understand, love. I couldn't stop thinking about you, which is why I had to come to Orlando. That's why I started ...