we piled in the 4runner and were off to the airport.
he called.
he had arrived.
i drove faster. faster. faster.
i turned right and there he was.
this tall, lanky, bearded thing that fell from the northwest.
he was beautiful.
a sight for this heart that has missed him.
his hug and his smell were JUST like i remembered.
and i told myself not to cry.
spencer is here.
and all is right with the world.
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