Finally locating his missing journal on the galley countertop, Grissom was surprised to see a loose scrap of paper poking out from its pages.
He removed the paper and unfolded it, finding a brief note in Sara's handwriting.
Dear Gil,
I love you. I'm not upset with you.
Yours,
Sara.
P.S. I threw out all the cookies. Come have some cake.
A grin spread across his face, and he headed back to the tiny bedroom where Sara was waiting for him.
The End
