The Heart Calls For Love. She pulled her scarf higher around her neck, her breath forming delicate clouds as she walked. She didn’t usually come out this late, especially not in the biting cold, but the tug in her chest had been impossible to ignore. It wasn’t a thought or a feeling. It was a call - soft, persistent, and strangely comforting. Go to the bridge. She didn’t know why. She only knew she had to. Kelly met a man who remembered her from meeting her before. As she lives her life her heart calls for love.