~EPILOGUE~

TEN YEARS LATER.

‘Dad, Jasper won’t let me kick the ball.’ Eliza my three-year-old girl said with her face stained in tears.

‘Jasper, don’t be mean to your sister.’ Asher called out to the boys who were busy kicking the ball trying to score a goal against each other. We were seated on the lawn enjoying the evening view and the sunset.

‘Eliza can’t even kick the ball, she’s always on the way.’ Jasper complained frowning his face.

‘then teach her how to.’ Asher said sternly.

‘come, Lizzy, I will teach you.’ James the older twin said holding out his hand for Eliza.

James was the kinder twin, he was nice to a fault. Not just to his sister but to everyone. He took that trait from me while Jasper was more like his father. He may be mean at times but he loved his sister to death. One time when Eliza was ill, Jasper cried while holding the doctor’s coat to save his sister. He is the type likely to fight and bully people who mess with his sister. He’s the only one allowed to mess with her.

Eli