She stood quickly, turning toward Hank to move into his arms. Her tears were wet against his neck as she buried her face against him. Her breathing was short and staggered. "Oh, Hank.."
Feeling his heartbeat against her chest calmed her some and she leaned into him, her full weight shifting to him. She was exhausted from so much crying, but she couldn't stop. She remembered her mother's death, and how hard it had been.