The day of the funeral dawned clear and bright. Isabella, uncharacteristically dressed in all black, was next to Phineas. Their hands were clasped.
Ferb stood next to Vanessa. His arm was around her shoulders and hers was around his waist. (They had announced their engagement two weeks ago. The wedding would be in a year.)
As Isabella's mom passed by, people put their hands over their hearts.
Since she had been the governor, a few soldiers from the New York Coast Guard marched beside her coffin.
In death, Vivian wore an ivory dress with a pleated skirt.
Tears ran down Isabella's face as her mother passed her.
Phineas let go of her hand.
But only so he could put his arm around her, like that night three weeks ago.
When Vivian had been alive, Phineas had discovered love, and Candace had been (in Phineas's words) recently-as-in-two-minutes-ago married.
As soon as everybody disbanded, Candace and Jeremy rushed over to where the Flynn-Fletchers were standing.
Linda smiled and started to speak, but Candace cut her off.
"Oh my gosh! I have something to tell you guys!" She took a deep breath, and her hand dropped to her stomach.
"I'm…well, I'm pregnant!" she exclaimed.
There was a beat of dead silence.
It was broken, ironically, by Ferb.
"You are?" he asked. "That's cool."
Linda unfroze. "That's great, honey!"
She pulled Candace into a hug.
Watching that, Isabella felt a pang in her heart.
She'd always thought her mother would be there when she got married, had her first child, graduated college, or anything else.
Heck, she'd thought her mother would be there when she got engaged1
The tears spilled down her cheeks as she watched Linda and Candace talking about the baby.
Phineas caught Isabella's eye.
He motioned to a nearby building.
She nodded, and they slipped away.
All right, I realize that should be the end of the epilogue. But it's not, I had too much material. So there will be one more chapter.
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