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Our home coming is off to a rocky start. Zach had a rough first day on set. Well, more because of his own internal conflict, his worry that he made a mistake in coming back and his concern that he won't be able to be strong enough...for himself as well as for me. Add to this the fact that our friends seem to have hit a bump as well. Jeff better figure himself out because he's lucky to have Pat and that's all I have to say about that. They seem to be okay for the moment...they are dancing close, swaying to the soft Zach put on as dinner fires on the grill.

I have some time before I have to tend to the food again. "Dance with me?"

"Absolutely," Zach says and takes my hand, lets me pull him to where we can sway to the music. He wraps his arms around me. "If every day ends this way-- I can get through anything..."

"Well, I'll just have to make sure that happens..." I rasp and kiss his mouth. "We can, you know? Get through anything..."