" Ford,” she whispered to him. “I promise I’ll leave you alone, never see you again. Just please, help me get you home.”
Still nothing.
“Ford!” She sat up, her hands gripping his shoulders, putting everything she had into it, all her anger and fear and longing and hope and love. “Ford Winter!”
So softly she almost missed it, he whispered, “Present.”
She laughed through her tears and hugged him. “Good boy,” she said. "

― Michele Jaffe , Minders