"Feel better now?" Harry asks when Ruth re-enters the room.
"Yes, Malcolm and I worked everything out. I'm fine." Ruth leans on the inside of the doorjamb.
"Does that mean you'll go out to dinner with me again?" Harry asks hopefully.
"Yes, it means that I'll go to dinner with you again. I can't believe I ever doubted Malcolm and you. I don't know why I ever said no in the first place. It's my life, my happiness that I'm jeopardizing." Ruth says heavily.
Harry holds his arms out for Ruth and she steps into them. Harry runs his hands up and down Ruth's back. Ruth begins to cry. "Hey, hey, no tears. We solved all the problems we have at the moment and we're still together. Don't worry about anything."
Ruth wraps her arms tightly around Harry's waist. She feels so calm in Harry's arms. She leans her head on Harry's shoulder. "It's been a long day."
"Yes, it has. It's been a long couple of months. Why don't I take you home so you don't have to take the bus home?" Harry suggests.
"That sounds wonderful. Some nights I hate taking the bus home, especially really late at night." Ruth says as she runs her fingers through her hair.