Re-seen...

4:15. I hear the door slam open and my daughter yelling 'It's dad!"

I run to the kitchen, down the stairs and through the open doorway. My view is blocked by the van, and then my eyes meet his over its roof...and as I round the hood of the van, he is standing there, arms around the girls, his first hug-of-return an exact replica of the last.

Except for their faces!

And then we are together and it doesn't matter who is walking or driving past our house because he is warm and here and we are in love.