Epilogue

After a long and unsurprisingly rainy winter, Lizzie was looking forward to sunshine and having this baby born. The closer she got to her due date, the readier she was to have this baby out, and by mid-March, she was huge, cranky, and impatient.

She looked over her giant belly at Trent one morning and glared at him. “What are you smiling about?”

His smile just widened. “Because you’re so beautiful.” He kissed her cheek, and she gave him a grumpy smile.

“Did you get me my ice cream?”

“Yes, and the Kalamata olives.”

“I guess I’m glad I married you.” She took him by his shirt collar to give him a real kiss, which he returned with great enthusiasm.

They’d married down at the courthouse on the coldest and rainiest day in December. Lizzie had worn a blue dress with a tiny sweater, because she was always hot and she’d basically forgone coats this winter, while Trent had worn his best suit and had worried she’d freeze. In front of her siblings and his siblings—a rowdier, more opinio