{+ Epilogue +}

“Well, that’s the end of our story my dear child.” A mother told her child.

“Momma that’s so sad!” the young boy told his mother as he sobbed, wiping his tears from his eyes with his small hand.

“I know honey but we’re okay now and we’re happily together with a wonderful young child” She responded as she finished telling her story.

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“ME!” The child exclaimed adding, “That Heath dude deserves to rot in hell! He shouldn’t have done that to you momma!!” The young boy yelled angerly, punching the air.

His mother smiled, nodding her head. And she was happy.

“Nyrida?” A voice rang from their house.

“Love? I’m over here in the front yard” Nyrida answered to her wife, her world, her everything.

“Where is Arlo? He was supposed to be in the bath!”

“Was he now-” Nyrida said turning her head to Arlo who was smiling and shrugging.

Nyrida shook her head and began to chase Arlo towards the house, as they both laughed cheerfully running into Myra’s arms forming a hug. Clinging to each other as laughter rang throughout the world. They were happy.