Last year my father went hunting in the mountains with my brother. They were supposed to be back by Saturday yet we heard nothing. Afraid of the worst, we called them but the voicemails confirmed our deepest fears. They were lost in the mountains.

Sunday morning rolled around and the police were called. I feared I had lost my only father and my dearest brother.

A call came in from the police; they had been found.

They were ok. They were well.