Epilogue:
Four Years Later
Evelyn held her tiny daughter close as she watched the red biplane soar through the sky. She began to think how far they'd all come since that fateful December morning.
She now had a loving husband and two wonderful children. So much more than she'd ever hoped for back in 1941.
Evelyn thought about little Danny, he was so much like his father. She knew he would be a pilot, he already loved to fly. It always made her laugh, watching her son beg his father to take him up.
Evelyn also thought about Rafe. Everyone had been surprised when his illusive girlfriend had turned out to be Barbara, one of Evelyn's friends. Their little daughter, Alexia, was so adorable. She loved to follow little Danny around, tottering after him.
Last year Evelyn had had her second child, Betty, named for her mother's lost friend. The war had ended two months prior. Some of her friends made it back alive, some didn't.
Evelyn narrowed her eyes as the plane neared the ground. She watched as Danny lifted their son out of the seat. He sat the small boy on his shoulders, and proceeded to walk towards her.
"Daddy, put me down," little Danny exclaimed, bouncing a bit on his fathers' shoulders.
"Ok," Danny told his son, "Why don't you go and say hi to your mother and Betty."
The little boy bounded over to his mother and wrapped himself around her legs.
"Hey there Danny, did you have fun with your father?" Evelyn asked her son.
"Yeah! Daddy says he's gonna teach me to fly when I'm bigger!" the boy said proudly, "I'm gonna be a pilot just like Daddy!"
"Oh you are," Evelyn told him, "Come on, we'd better get back inside."
Danny came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Slowly, the family made their way, back to their house.