She would ride forward.

She would be the first to welcome him back to life and the world.

He and she would meet alone in the desert.

For one minute they would be alone, they two, with the world afar, they two, to meet, to greet--and to part.

Out of all that Fate had to give of sorrow and loss, this one delectable moment, no matter what came after.
"David!" she cried with beating heart, and rode on, harder and harder.
Now she saw him ride ahead of the others.