Epilogue

EPILOGUE 8 YEARS LATER:

“Momma, I want to go see uncle Ryan!” Ellie groaned. She stomped her pink-glitter converse into the gravel of the driveway. I continued to buckle Pryor into his car seat. I sighed and looked down at my baby boy who had a big gummy smile on his face. I kissed the tip of his nose before closing the car door.

“Ellisse, how many times do I need to go over this with you?” She crossed her arms and looked so much like myself, I almost wanted to take a picture of it.

Ellie groaned again and looked up at the sky. “I just don’t understand why I have to go with you to get grandpa.”’

I squatted down in front of her. Trying to level with an eight year old was not easy. I straightened her jacket. “We will be quick honey. I know you are excited to see Uncle Ryan on his special day, but Great Grampa wants to be there too.”

“I want to see uncle Ryan, but I want to see Rykerrrrr” She growled. Ryker was Mandy and Elan’s son who was a year younger than Ellisse. She was transfix