At last. I could not believe what I was seeing. Could not believe that the moon and stars had aligned just right so that my daughter would come within a hundred feet from where we once lived. But she had. She was here, in the flesh. I wanted to reach over and hug her, but I didn’t. I sat there, arms crossed, tense, and wondering if we could ever get her inside. Hold your horses, old woman, I told myself. She’s here, isn’t she? Next, a sense of dread filled my bones like an arthritic ache, pulsing, pounding. Heavens, I did not know what to expect. All I’d known was that we needed to get her here. Well, she was here! I simply didn’t know what else was in store for Priscilla. I looked back at Rainey and then Janie. Their eyes were filled with wonder and awe at being in such a strange place, familiar to everyone but them. I wanted so badly to reach my hand back behind the seat to squeeze my little Janie and tell her . . . well, just tell her how much I loved her. That’s all. But I didn’t.
