Epilogue.
Six months later.
-I'm ridiculous.
-You are very handsome.
-Is this color really fashionable? I think you're exaggerating.
-You are impossible. You only wear a blue suit a little lighter than usual. With a matching tie of two unique colors.
-Mm…
-Don't complain anymore -murmured Julia, putting her tie on well-. Harry wears more colors than you do in his suit. He has not complained at all.
At that moment William turned his eyes to his son. The boy sat while he read a book. When I heard them arguing over any trifling, he chose to escape from the "unbearable" reality.
-We will be late because of you. Effie is already circling her totally groomed house waiting for the perfect time to arrive.
-How was the bride?
-Too nervous. Let's hope he doesn't regret it at the last minute.
-Julia! George is hysterical. unbearable. It will all end when the priest sentences them.
-Very funny.
When they went out into the street they walked to the temple enjoying the beautiful sunny day that would accompany the bride and groom at their wedding. Although Murdoch still used a cane to walk the recovery of his knee was well advanced. After the second operation, which occurred three weeks after the first, a slow recovery process began that nearly ended in "divorce".
William was a lousy convalescent. Julia was an "unscrupulous tyrant" who was always demanding more effort from her with each rehabilitation exercise. Thank goodness that at night they always went to the efficient reconciliations of relaxation.
-Do you remember your role in the ceremony?
-Yes -replied Harry, turning his eyes-. I walk in with Priscilla Maureen Higgins Newsome pushing her baby car.
-Okay.
-I distribute smiles among the wedding guests at the same time that I give them their card for the dance -add the child making a comical reverence-. All with excessive exaggeration of happiness.
-Very funny.
-Can't I decline my obligations at the celebration?
-Nope.
As they continued the walk Julia grabbed her husband's arm with great tenderness. A lot had changed in recent months. Among other things that William no longer had any problem in showing gestures of affection to the public without problems. As if the weight of his conscience had fallen showing a human being much more affective to the outside.
-I spoke to Gilles yesterday.
-Mm...
-He has offered me a job at his private detective agency. You know that after Grasset's consent I have helped him as a consultant in several cases. He wants to make me a full member. I need your advice.
-You're the best cop in Toronto. Police station number 4 has been your home for many years.
-I know. There I have spent the most important moments of my life. However, at the detective agency, he could help people who would never enter a police station to get justice.
-Right. There is still much room for improvement. Accept Gilles' offer. Wait for the sanction to end before making your final decision. I don't think the former chief commissioner cares much if you change your mind. This way you can have a broader perspective.
-Do you know that you are the smartest human being I know? -william pointed out by giving him a kiss on the cheek-. Expert in many subjects.
-If you think you would need a feminine touch in your agency?
-Julia.
As they were about to arrive at the church Julia gave the detective a sealed envelope.
-What is this?
-Our next special appointment. Within seven days.
-When is Harry with his class on the tour that will last all weekend?
-Yes -replied the doctor, shaking her head-. Don't open it until the right time comes.
-¡Okay -the detective agreed, keeping the envelope in his jacket -Can you give me a preview?
-Couples therapy. All day... all night. In a very special place. No witnesses.
-Oh my God!
The end
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