I grabbed her and pulled her into my arms, kissing her passionately. "I missed you!" I said. "I thought..." I chuckled. "Never mind. i'm glad your back."
Johnathon:
I laughed and drove us home. I jumped out of the car and yanked Liz's door open, blushing.
There’s always a story. It’s all stories, really. The sun coming up every day is a story. Everything’s got a story in it. Change the story, change the world. — Terry Pratchett