Part 2041 – Feels Like Home To Me.

Ambrose turned around. All of the rubberneckers stared at him.

He dusted off his hands. “Don’t worry. I’m sure they’ll be able to scrub most of the blood out of the carpet.”

They all paled, retreated into their rooms, and slid the doors shut.

His expression softened into wonder as Barbara left the banquet room and headed over to him.

She stopped in front of him. “Is everything okay?”

“Now that you’re here, everything is perfect.”

She blushed.

He twirled her loose hair strands around his finger. “You look like an angel all dressed in white.”

“I think I’m supposed to return the compliment and say you look like an angel all dressed in black.”

“Ha! More like a fallen angel.”

Barbara thought about it and nodded. “Definitely a fallen angel.”

He laughed. “Now, Barbara, don’t you know you’re supposed to dispute such a statement? You’re supposed to claim that I’m the purest angel in God’s good heaven.”

She giggled. “Oh, you certainly aren’t that.”

He laughed out loud. “You naughty creature. Whatever am I going to do with you?”

“Keep me, I hope.”

He kissed her and murmured, “As if not keeping you were really an option.”

The hostess’ violin sang the intro for Randy Newman’s “Feels Like Home”.

“Oh.” Barbara exhaled. “I love this song.”

“So do I. It says everything that I’m thinking and feeling right now. Here with you.” He did a formal bow and held out his hand. “May I have the honor of this dance?”

She took it without a question or a doubt. “Always.” She moved closer to him.

Her hand on his shoulder.

His hand on her waist.

Their eyes met.

It didn’t matter that they were in the hallway of a restaurant.

Ambrose and Barbara danced.

And they sang “Feels Like Home” to each other.


Raven’s first instinct was to run all the way back to the hospital. But then he remembered that yes. He actually did have his car in the parking lot and yes. The car would get him to the hospital a lot faster than his own two feet.

He ran to the parking lot, found his car, got in, backed out without crashing into anything, and left the scene.


“Missy, I am coming to you.”

Missy. Missy. Missy.


The sound of her voice inside his head startled him so badly he sped through a STOP sign.


The sound of her voice.

The way it feels inside my head.

That wonderful, familiar feel.

His breath caught in his throat.

It is like…It feels like…home.

I am coming home.

Missy. I will be there. Wait for me.

Please wait for me.

Raven. Come. I’m waiting for you.

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