It was late, and Tom had stayed at work late because of a 12-car pileup toward the end of his shift. He’d pulled into his driveway to see a light on in the house; a light that wasn’t on when he left for work earlier that day. He panicked and texted Jo, and frantically checked his phone when she texted back. A smile spread across his face at her text, and he grabbed his things and made his way inside.
“Jo? Hello?” He called out as he cracked the door open, still on edge from work.
Jo looked up as she heard Tom’s voice. “Hey, in here,” she called out from the kitchen. She had already prepped what she could while waiting for him, and now that he was actually here, she could finish up the meal she had planned for him.
The house already smelled of bacon, and she had started up the stovetop again as soon as he’d texted her. She was wearing a pair of jeans and t-shirt, her hair had been pulled up in a ponytail as she moved about the kitchen as if it were her own.
Tom let his shoulders relax when he heard Jo’s voice, practically dropping his work back before rushing to the kitchen. “You’re here! You’re really here!” His face was plastered with joy, and he ran over and wrapped his arms around her middle, hugging her tightly and spinning them around a few times.. “I thought you weren’t going to be back for another couple weeks?” He asked, pulling back from the hug to look at her face. It had been far too long since he’d last seen her. Talking on the phone and messaging were great, but it was nothing like being together again.
Cisco backup 