Lilian T. James

“I miss home every time I’m at work. Every day I walk out of our home and have to spend hours away from you and Jamie, I miss it.” I blinked. Oh. He’d meant… “Yes, you hot mess of a woman,” he said, answering my unspoken question. “Do I miss my mother and some of the memories I made in this town? Of course, I do. But my home is with you, wherever that may be.”

But I will follow you anywhere, baby. I’ll run a never-ending race for you. Name the distance. I’ll go at whatever speed you let me. I’ll sprint, walk, or crawl to get to you. I will never give you up.