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Authoresses Header Note:
OKAY! READ AND BE THANKFUL, FOR TOMARROW WE DIIIE! Anyway, I finally finished a full story SO PRAISE ME NOW!
…Okay that's just gross, don't kiss my feet :P
Anyway…if you remember the little part in Chapter 1 where the narrator was talking about Route 66 and stuff…no? GO READ IT THEN!
Anyway, this is that same person.
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Epilogue: A Recount of All Things Good
That night was nothing like any nights before, it was the first night we were able to share together, the first night that we professed our love to each other in a home we would share until we both were gone from this world.
Things were different from then on; Di and I were happy, and truly happy. We hadn't been able to be happy in a real long time. But ever since that silly girl came into our town and started teaching me. I thought I was wiser, but she sure taught me my lesson.
Chrysler, and I thought Raine couldn't get happier, but she seems a little brighter and giddy every day. I don't know what has made this happen, but Raine is definitely happier. She's also a wonderful medical student. If she doesn't slow down, she'll push me out of work for heavens sakes.
Di and I finally finished cleaning out the garage; we cleared it up and added onto it! It's a regular old presentable place now; I had no idea Di knew how to paint! Anyway, I haven't slept in the clinic for years now; it feels nice to have a place to live with a beautiful wife by your side.
Oh yes, we are finally married, it took awhile to work that whole deal out, and it drove Boost and Raine crazy. They both told me that I may not be a racecar, but I sure take a long time to get hitched after I profess love.
Ironic eh?
Anyway, it looks like Di's home, with the kids. God, I didn't realize how much a child can make you smile. But stories like this can teach everyone a lesson. There is no exact moral for this story; I'll let you figure it out on your own.
As for me, I learned one thing: Waiting for the good things can last a life time, living the good things lasts forever.
And heck I waited a lifetime for this, but it doesn't matter, because I'll never ever forget the day that I got myself the lucky roll with the Italian Di.
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Authoresses Footer Note:
ZOMG IT'S OVER! NOOOOO!
Actually, I'm proud that I for once finished a story; I know it was short, but I don't think that really matters. :P Sorry if that makes you made, does it? What?
…Yes, I give you permission to now throw a tantrum on the floor. Yeah that's right, cry and stomp your feet! You can't make me regret it! Yeah! Scream profanity and ask "Why God Why!" See if I care.
…………………FINE! There's a sequel!
stomps off