A/N Here is a little something more

Epilogue

The cemetery was still and quiet as usual. There were ever hardly any visitors this time of the year. In fact, there were hardly any visitors anymore at all. The place was still well-kept but not because there were still a lot of people using the place but because a celebrity had family buried here and he always made sure that that the whole place was kept beautiful and neat. He did not only do it for the area where his family was buried but he took care of the whole place. The other families who sometimes came tried to thank him but he would never accept it, saying only that it was his duty.

There was a slight mist in the air as the sun had not yet completely evaporated the evening dew. For those not accustomed to the area it gave a chill that seemed to exaggerate the coldness of the surroundings. The grass was still wet as well, the flowers and other plants were heavy with moistness as well making them tip to one side or anther a little. The cemetery as always tried to match the gloominess of its surroundings but today it was failing miserably.

A little girl who could not have been more than five or six years old emerged from the fading mist. While many would have thought she would have been sad, the truth in fact was the exact opposite. She skipped along the path playing by jumping over the cracks and crevices that line the path. She wore a bright yellow outfit with a red sash around the waist. Her blonde hair was tied into pig tails as she moved along the path. Her beautiful green eyes were vibrant and full of life and contrasting her surroundings. It was if she her very presence brought a warm life or spirit back into the area.

She hummed merrily to a tune that most kids her generation would not have recognized but she had it memorized by heart. After all it not only became her lullaby tune and it was also the story of her parents and their love so in a sense it was a song how she came to be. As she often did when humming the song the lyrics seemed to force their way out of her mouth and she ended up singing Halfway there loudly and clearly. If there was anyone around, they would have marveled at the young girl's beauty and voice. For those who met her she was irresistible. The best of qualities from both her parents and she knew it. She wasn't egotistical or anything like that but she knew she was talented and she was not afraid to show it. At such a young age she had already booked commercials and single song performances. While most kids would have done it for free for the exposure, she didn't. She always made sure she got paid for her talents and if not then she was always sure to remember to remind whichever producer or show that they owed her a favor and that she wouldn't forget and would one day collect. That was the one thing that confounded people. She always seemed to know the ins and outs of the business at such a young age. She had a sense of what and when things were needed to make a successful career in Hollywood. While it confused other people her father knew exactly where it came from and would just smile and shrug when people would ask him about it.

Finally the little girl came up to two large gravestones. They were surrounded by fresh flowers that filled the air with a wonderful mixture of aromas. The gravestones were clean and the markings were freshly re-etched so they could be clearly read. She stopped in front of the stones as if she recognized them, as if she knew where she was supposed to be.

She strained her face cutely while trying to read the markings. She made out a few of the words and turned to her father when he came to a stop behind her.

"Yes, Katie. This is your Aunt Katie and Granma. You would have especially liked your aunt. She was always trying to take over the world too."

Kendall hugged Jo and little Katie close to him as he spoke to his mom and sister. "I love you all of you and thank you all for loving me back. My life is finally what it supposed to be. I hope I make you proud."

A/N WOW! There it is. That's the end. I hope you liked it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please review.

Special thanks to DeniseDEMD, November 2 1990, child who is cool, and grayhap for constantly reading and reviewing even if I didn't update regularly.

I'm working on another story but I still haven't decided if I'm going to post it or not. I may put in a prologue to see if anyone likes it. So keep a look out. Thank you all so much. You are awesome!