"Its hot. Smoking, in fact" Jonah was thinking about Emma more and more these days. He blushed every time  which was a little embarrassing for an assassin but Jonah was an amazing hider. After the mourning and services for Moses's grave. Once respects were payed, Jonah hopped in the new truck he had bought with the offshore account Gabriel had been hiding. He was driving off into the sun after Kenzie had wobbled over to say bye. All the way he listened to a tape of him and Emma singing together. He couldn't help think of the end to that song.

I ain't looking for forgiveness, I won't try and cop a plea,

There is no earthly reason you should take a chance on me.

I've been a loser all my life,

So this should come as no surprise

But this time, I've got sorry on my mind.

I'm thirty miles from Memphis and a thousand miles from home.

I've got murder on my conscience, and I'm guilty to the bone

There's too many ways to hurt a person

With no way to make it right, 

But here I am with sorry on my mind

I was born to be a sinner, I was born to play the blues.

You were born to pain and trouble in a world you didn't choose.

My daddy was a killer,

Says my mama was to blame,

But I'm the one with sorry on my mind

I've got no right to be here, you've made that pretty clear,

I don't like what I'm seeing when I look into the mirror

But I just had to come here

And lay it on the line.

And tell you I've got sorry on my mind.

It still made tears spill out of his eyes. His vision was blurred as he flew on the highway. "Maybe this..."

I've got no right to be comin', you made it pretty clear already.

I'm just compelled, so I'm comin', I know I told you already.

But I just felt,

I had to, 

tell you what is burrowin' in my mind. 

I'm coming Emma, I'm coming. Jonah thought as the wind tore at the windows he had cracked down.