EPILOGUE

EPILOGUE

(Three years later)

"Stop spilling that all over my painting!" Arielle cried for the third time. She turned to Olivia and commanded. "Tell him!"

And just like that she began to cry.

Olivia looked up wearily. "Nate, would you be kind enough to leave Arielle's paintings alone please, don't you have yours?"

Nate, a cherubic, vibrant bubbly kid with dark hair and his father's gray eyes piped up. "It's fun mom!"

"There's nothing funny about destroying your cousin's painting Nathaniel. You're ruining her hardwork." Olivia reprimanded.

"What's with all the noise?" Maya asked as she walked in.

"Oh thank goodness!" Olivia said with relief throwing her eyes towards the heavens. "These kids are driving me insane!"

Maya smiled. "Well, they are kids it's their job,"

"Mom, please tell Nate to back off my painting," Arielle reported.

Nathaniel who had gone to sit in front of the television, was now studiously staring at the cartoonish figures with intense concentration when Maya glanced a