This story takes place right after the end of the book. Also some of the actual speaking might have bad grammar on purpose to fit with the character.

Disclaimer: I do not own Tuck Everlasting or any characters. I am just a fan. So don't you dare sue my pants off.


" I'm glad she left. I knowed she wouldn't have drunked it, but I was still scared she might try," Tuck sighed sadly remembering the innocent little girl's face in his head. 'What kind of women did she grow up to be? Did she remember us?' were the questions spinning around in his head.

"There is one place we better visit if we ain't comin' back down here," Miles said sadly. " I want to see our home, the cottage," Miles let out a sad sigh of depression as he finished his sentence. He knew it was on everyone's mind.

"That's a swell idea Miles," Mae said hopping to cheer up the dull crowd.

They began their journey slowly to the cottage they had once called home. The ride was dull, boring, awkward and very very long.

Jesse jumped off the cart when they reached the hill before the valley where the house lay. He had been awfully quiet the whole ride. It worried Mae to see her son so sad and dismayed. Jesse ran down the hill into the valley ahead of the cart.

He saw he house in the valley and raced through to it. He opened the door quickly and was stunned. He stood at the entrance frozen.


Jesse blinked twice. Moving around the little cottage was a young girl of the age of seventeen. She was cooking and setting the table around her for one person to eat. She hummed the tune that was playing from the music box by her side. Her brown curls bobbed up and down as she twirled around doing her chores.

She was beautiful.

Then she suddenly turned around to face the door. Her face lit up and an elated smile spread across her flawless face.

"Jesse!" She ran to him wrapping her arms around his neck. "I thought you would never come."

Jesse didn't recognize her. 'But if she knew who I am and waited for me was she…? No. She died,' Jesse thought. "Who…are you?" he started.

"Don't tell me you don't recognize me? Have I really changed that much? I'm Winnie Foster silly," Winnie completely smiling excitedly.

Jesse's jaw dropped. "But…but…we saw y-your… headstone!?" he said so confused.

"Yes, yes you did. I made sure people saw it. I told my parents that I died or wanted to. They placed it there, my family, so they could keep their family pride that I died instead of running away. I've stayed in this cottage every since. I caught my own meals and survived knowing you'd come back," She smiled and completed her story. "Miles, you heard my story too so guess I don't need to repeat it," She waved to him standing outside the door.

Jesse hadn't even heard him coming.

"So I see you drunk the water," Miles stated plainly with no life.

"Yes, I did. I have no regrets. Well not yet. Hello, Mr. And Mrs. Tuck," Winnie proceeded to make to quick curtseys.

"Winnie dear…um….you…," Mae managed to say.

"Jesse will explain. But I better started cooking supper for you all. Come in, sit down. I've waited so long. You don't know how it's been," Winnie smiled quickly with a little pain. She started up a pan to cook some more as Jesse explained the story.


That is all for the first chapter!