Jo had no idea how any of this was possible but somehow there she was. Alive and in a strange place where not only were Ric and her girls living happily but so were Liv and Luke. She should know better than to say something was impossible, given her magical talents but even her beliefs were strained by this turn of events.
She’d promised to wait for Ric but the nervous energy filling her made sitting still impossible. She’d taken to pacing, biting her fingernails. And then, hearing her name, hearing his voice, she whirled, eyes filled with so many conflicting emotions.
“Ric.” She did her best to return the smile but tears welled, throat working a moment as she struggled to push those emotions down. “You look good,” she advised, voice soft and choked. Then, before she could think twice, she stepped forward, hugging him tightly. It felt so familiar, the hug, his cologne in her nose...