Epilogue
EPILOGUE
Silk
I t’s our one year anniversary, and there were so many things I need to do once I’m relieved from security duty where we’re protecting the Governor during the ongoing criminal trial. Dax is on tonight then Pax and I’m back on tomorrow.
Sweetness refused to go on our honeymoon and truly celebrate until SD and Neil Book are in prison. Enzo Bay already paid with his life. Some say it was a father getting revenge for the loss of his little girl—with a little help from friends. They may be right.
Parking my jeep behind the house, I go in the back door. Sweetness and Momma are in the front planting flowers. Momma mostly does the work now that she’s finished all her surgeries and rehab. A lot of daisies and baby’s breath that she sells to Boots. Next year she plans on expanding into tulips, snapdragons and maybe roses. She’s still deciding if she wants to take her cosmetology classes. Forty-four is plenty young to start over.
This house was perfect for us when we bought it. Three bedrooms on one side with a mother-in-law suite on the opposite side.
Next year Melia is starting her own classes to become a therapist and still plans to work parttime with Boots.
I double check as I place my items on the table.
Flowers, times two. Check.
Non-alcoholic wine. Check.
Steaks. Check
Three prepared potatoes for baking. Check and straight into the oven.
Spinach au gratin. Check.
Apple pie and vanilla ice cream. Check.
And the very special gift I got just for me and sweetness. A new red and black Shibari rope. The classes have been amazing. Melia loves them and always feels so relaxed afterward. Tonight, we get to celebrate our love, our way.