Epilogue- Salem
WEEKS LATER
I pop the cake onto a rack to cool.
I know this moment where everything in my life is good, perfect even, won’t always stay.
My brother is upstairs sleeping, Blue and Sim are over there on the couch, and my parents are good.
Blue sometimes needs to go away, even when we’re in the same room, but he always comes back.
All I can do is love him and give him the space that he needs.
I’m learning to trust.
Trust that I can let go.
Trust that, even if it isn’t within my control, it just might turn out all right.
After all, life has taught me that with an ounce of courage and a sprinkle of fate, you just might end up scoring the man of your dreams.
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