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I wasn't too sure whether we needed an epilogue....I'm thinking it may be a bit 'Goldilocks and the 3 bearish'......
Some might think it's too cheesy....
Some might think it's not fluffy enough....
And some may think it's just right...
You be the judge!
Oh...and thanks for hanging into the end.....
TOMORROW....
"Parker!" Booth yelled. "Game starts in five minutes!"
"Just grabbing the popcorn Dad!"
Friday nights were a now a tradition in the Booth household and he loved it.
Oh, he knew only he and Parker actually paid any attention to the game.....the only two to enjoy the match on the biggest plasma screen that would fit in their lounge room, but so long as his family were together he didn't really care what they watched or what they did.
He settled back on the sofa, beer in his hand, his youngest son Hank Jr, snuggled against his side as Parker brought in the popcorn and plopped down next to his brother. Hank wasn't interested in the game; his only care in the world was that he was in close proximity to his much adored older brother.
On the floor in front of him his wife was colouring in with their daughter Christine.... they didn't even pretend any interest in the match on screen and had a habit of talking at the most inappropriate moments of crucial game play.....he had a feeling Bones sometimes did that on purpose just to rile him!
He sighed. He was content.
Nothing better in life than Friday night with his family, he thought.
He loved his family.
She smiled when she heard his sigh...she knew he loved Friday nights.
Who would have thought that she would get so much enjoyment from the simplistic ritual of a Friday evening at home?
She loved listening to 'the boys' banter about the game and was even known to rile them on occasion just to get a bite out of them!
She loved the simple pleasure of colouring in with her daughter.
Her conclusion..... She loved Friday nights with her family just as much as her husband.
She loved her family. She sighed.
She glanced up at the wall where there were many family photos on display....reminders of the past few years.... and her gazed lingered on their wedding photo. Next to their photo was her mum and dad's photo.....her reminder of commitment when she had needed it most.
She smiled. She often looked at these photos; they served as a reminder to her that thus so far, they had managed to disprove her hypothesis that relationships were transitory.
She looked up at her husband and smiled.
She had always loved him....and suspected she always would...
He looked down at his wife and smiled.
This woman was the centre of his world...and knew she always would be.
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A/N:
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I thank each and everyone for taking the time to reply...and make my day :-)
...and Mumrulz....you need to write your own story...your reviews are always entertaining!!!!!
MissyMoo