How Many Times
Epilogue
July 4th 2016
Seven years had passed since the first time Rafael had been standing at the bottom of these steps. He would have never guessed seven years ago how his life would change because of the woman that would come down the stairs to him. How many times would his heart break because of her? How many times would she turn his life completely upside down? How many times would their stubborn natures do battle? How many times would his breath be taken away by her strength, compassion and beauty?
"Pappi?" A small voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Yes, hijo?" He asked Noah.
"When's Mamma coming?" The boy asked growing impatient in his linen suit that matched Rafael's.
"Any minute Noah…" He started to say something else but then she was standing at the top of the stairs, he heard the music behind him start and once again he was breathless.
The red sundress had been replaced with a sleeveless white sheath dress with the back cut out and a small train, her hair was curled and down, blowing softly with the ocean breeze. She reached the bottom of the stairs and smiled at them both, she bent down and kissed Noah, then she shifted her bouquet of red roses to one hand as she gently leaned on Rafael and removed her red sandals leaving them once again at the bottom of the stairs. She took his arm and Noah walked in front of them proudly carrying the rings. In the end it didn't' matter how long it took them to get here, how many times they had to try again. All that mattered was that they would never stop trying.
The End
