Listen now (10 secs) | Ian watched his phone, smiling until the screen turned off. The flutter of the beautiful unknown was taking flight beneath his chest. Seeing her name made him happy. Thinking about the fact she wrote those words, thought about what to say, knowing it was him on the other end, made him happy. The feeling was surrounded by depth, something more than connection. Ian couldn't define it. There was always fun at the start of something new, but this was different. He didn’t know why.