Epilogue - Renee

It was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.

Stone with dark stuttrs, white pillars, bright-green trees and lush, red bushes. Graceland Mansion was eerything I'd imagined, and more. And that wa just the outside.

It had taken us longer to get here than we'd initially thought. Trying to plan around John's school schedule, and dealing with the rapid growth of Three Sister's Catering when we added elegant children's parties and landed one of our biggest clients to date, had made it difficult.

But now, six months later, we were finally in Memphis, and I wa currently trying to teach Amora about the wonder that is Elvis.

"He's the King of Rock 'n' Roll for a reason," I was explaining as we walked to the Meditation Garden. "He still holds the record for the most Top 40 hits, he was in 31 movies, made over 150 albums and singles, and has been inducted into 5 halls of fame."

"You should totally work here," Amora said in between licks of her hand-dipped ice