Kate's chin snapped up and she almost dropped her books. She looked at the sun tanned young man leaning against the wall and her heart skipped a beat. Oh he was a young man now! Not a teenage rascal. But it was him! She teared up all over, ran towards him, dropped her books after all, and jumped up to wrap both her arms and legs around him in the tightest hug she had ever given anyone. As soon as her face was pressed against his shoulder, she began to sob. "John... Oh John. Ye've c-come 'ome at last, oh-oooooowh," she cried. Her shoulders shook, but her arms held on tight.