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The knots in her stomach hadn't undone themselves; instead, they only seemed to squeeze harder. But it was such a lovely feeling, that Wendy couldn't even bother to be bothered by it. She was surprised, relieved, overjoyed, and all other manner of loud, excited, and conflicting emotions. Wendy's head couldn't wrap itself around what Chandler was saying, that those six or seven months of agony were almost in vain (to think it had been even longer for him!) because her feelings did not go unreturned. The rest of her, however, and far wiser than her head had ever been, was already celebrating this revelation wildly and enthusiastically, her livelihood for the day, and hopefully for longer to come, fully restored.

"Chandler Midgen!" she squeaked, eyes stinging ever-so-slightly, since they were liable to start tearing in a snap--something she'd like to avoid, because she couldn't stand if a moment like this were ruined, "I love you too!"

So, with considerably less thought than she'd given anything else that she'd done this morning, Wendy pulled him forward by the front of his robes and gave him the biggest kiss she'd ever even thought about giving a person. And the fact that they were in a store of crafts, stuck in the corner by the stickers, so far as she was concerned, only made things better.