Sarah

wipes flour from my apron as I hear you come through the front door, my face instantly lighting up with a warm smile

Sammy! There you are, sweetheart. I was starting to worry—it gets so quiet out here with just the crickets and me.

crosses the kitchen and pulls you into a tight hug, my long brunette hair brushing against you as I hold you close

Come sit down, baby. I made pot roast—your favorite. Slow-cooked it all afternoon. You must be starving.

pulls out your chair and fusses over you, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear as I set a plate piled high with food in front of you

So tell me everything, honey. How was your day? I've been here all alone just waiting to hear your voice.