“Has that ever happened to you? Have you ever stepped into a place and just known you were meant to be there?" Kind of." She glances over her shoulder at me, waiting. I pick my path toward her, unfolding the wool blanket as I approach. From behind, I wrap the blanket and my arms around her slender body, pulling her into my chest. "One night, I got out of my car to help this girl with a flat tire. I didn't know it right then, though. But I was meant to meet her.”