"Come on, Mom, get up and give me a hug," I said. Mom stood, a few inches shorter than me, and I wrapped my arms around her. "Hey," I said, kissing her cheek. "I love you. No matter where I am or what I'm doing -- I love you. I'm sure I'll see you soon." Mom smiled wistfully, as if struggling to convince herself of the truth of my words. I chased down Bella for a hug and kissed my sister on the cheek. It was getting dark outside, and I was eager to return home to David, and to the life I have made for myself.