I won’t stop until I find you, my baby. Amari…
Saverin tipped her head up, kissed her deeply and soundly, then drew her close against him. She could hear his heart slamming against his ribs. He shouldn’t be nervous. Saverin should know that her love for him was real and she would belong to him always. They would belong to each other. Nothing would drag them apart ever again.
There was a knock on the door.
Saverin got up out of bed so fast Tanya’s head hit the frame.
“What the hell?”
“Tanya— oh God, Tanya,” he said.
Years later Tanya would remember the moment. From the prow of a yacht, from the view of a plane, from the highestmountain in the world. No peak in the rest of her long life could surmount the moment Saverin opened that door, and a small brown boy came tumbling through it, and launched himself onto the bed and into her arms, screaming, “Mommy!”