e； but no words came out。
His eyes held defeat when he looked at her a final time。 〃I'll be here；
Chloe。 When you're free； let me know。〃
On the Saturday after Thanksgiving； Chloe boarded a plane。 It taxied and
took off； then climbed into the sky and headed north。 New Orleans fell
behind。 New York was ahead。 She was going back to Ross。
She tried to sleep； but was too excited。 She ate dinner； she read a
magazine； she looked out the window and smiled。 Where a haunted woman
had been just a few days before； was one with a newborn peace。
She had e a very long way in a very short time； but it hadn't been
easy。 There were dozens of doubts and second thoughts dogging her
through Mobile； and added days spent wavering there； then fear and
unsureness when she arrived at her parents' home in New Orleans on
Thanksgiving morning。
Now； as the plane began its descent； she shook her head in amazement。 So
many years lost over a misunderstanding。 But it was cleared up now。 It
was better。 She would call Ross the minute she landed。 He would be
totally surprised。
But she was the one in for the surprise。 Ross was at the airport to meet
her； standing tall and dark and vibrant。 In a moment of ddji vu； their
eyes met over the crowd。 Chloe stopped in awe； knowing that her next
steps would be as momentous as the ones she had taken eleven years ago。
But she was a woman now and finally free to love。 Breathing deeply； she
ran forward； Ross met her halfway and crushed her in his arms； holding
her tightly enough； long enough to say what he felt without words。
Chloe owed him the words； though。 When she drew back to look up at him；
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