I've prayed so long for this.

God has answered my prayers.
I'm so happy.

Don't you remember how you used to tell me all your plans, the plots of your stories, the funny things that had come to you during the day?
You used to come home late, but that didn't matter; you'd always find some pie and cheese and a glass of milk on the kitchen table--the old kitchen table.

I'm so glad!" "It may be a month or so; for I'll have to sell some of the things.
But I'm coming home, I'm coming home." He bent swiftly and kissed her.
"Good night.".