Mac drove Harm's SUV up the snow covered drive and pulled up to a small garage outside a pleasantly large farmhouse. She turned off the car, and looked around her. Snow covered the ground and frosted the trees, creating a dreamlike winter wonderland. Here eyes finally settled on Harm, who sat excitedly, waiting to rush into the house and greet his grandmother. Mac's stomach was doing loop-the-loops.

"Come on, Marine," Harm teased as he opened the door and hobbled out of the car. Mac took a deep breath, and then she too, exited the vehicle. Harm ambled up to her on his crutches, and together they walked up the steps and onto the porch.

Suddenly, the door swung open, and a little, white-haired woman stood before them, and said sweetly, "Welcome to the family, Sarah."