“I guess it is,” he said simply, hefting his suitcase onto his shoulder once more.
He was about to turn away from her and leave it at that when she suddenly rushed forward, her arms wrapping around him in a tight hug as she buried her face in his chest. Devon was more than a little taken aback by the action, but rather than push her away, he allowed his free arm to wrap around her in a gentle hug.
“Take care of yourself, Colonel,” she murmured gently, stepping back enough so that she could look up into his face. A few tears were slowly leaking down her face, though she had a smile tugging her lips upward at the same time.
“You too, Susanne. Tell your folks that I am thankful that they allowed me to attend the funeral and put up with me for a few nights.” He did his best to offer his mos
