Epilogue
Tobias
November 25, 2086
Today is my one-hundredth birthday, and I celebrate alone. Sure, I have family and friends with me. But I celebrate alone, because the only one who really mattered is here no longer. Oh don't worry, I know where she is, and soon I will be with her for I have taken too many of my pills. . .
A/N: I told you I had a good reason. Please don't tell me they're too young because they're not. I had to use something. Next, if you really hated the ending, or any other part of the story, and if you can convince me that it were truly horrible. I might be able to revise.
In memory of Rachel – "May those who seek my life be disgraced and put to shame; may those who plot my ruin be turned back in dismay." Psalm 35:4 NIV
