EPILOGUE

It was getting dark and the silhouettes of two people sitting on the sofa could just be seen.

"Oh, look at that," Grace whispered. "They fell asleep waiting for us."

But something bothered Will…it was just too quiet. Surely his yelling and knocking would have awoken them if they had been just sleeping. Grace started to step forward with the intention of rousing the two companions, but Will's arm shot out restraining her.

"Grace…don't…" he trailed off.

"Wh-what? What do you mean?"

"Wait…look."

Grace stared, the realization slowly dawning on her also. "Oh, God, Will…are they…" she trailed off throwing her fingers up to her face in apprehension.

"Stay here, sweetie," Will said as he took a few tentative steps towards the fateful scene. She saw him pause, then he gave a little cry and dropped to his knees. She hurried over. As Grace knelt beside Will, he looked away and his teary eyes fell on the open prescription vial and the papers resting on the coffee table. He grabbed one and read,

Dear friends,

First of all, Karen and I want you to know that we love both of you very, very much. It's our own lives that we have come to hate. We know we are the failures. You two are the successes.

Karen received her divorce papers yesterday morning. We were married this afternoon. That was my idea. Taking this way out was Karen's and I agreed to it with a full heart so we could be together forever. We didn't tell you our plan, it was so sudden and we knew that you would try to talk us out of it. I always wanted to break out in a big way, so I guess this is my last chance.

I just wanted to tell you, Will, that you're not fat at all. You're great! I always teased you because I was so jealous myself of your good looks. It's the same with Karen and Grace. Grace, you are fabulous and we wish you and Will all the best life has to offer and I know it will because with us gone, there will be more to go around.

Say goodbye to Elliot and my mother from me and from Karen to Rosario and Beverly. They deserve to be told what happened. Use the wine that's left to drink a little toast to us and wish us bon voyage. As for arrangements…anything you decide on is fine with us.

Love, Jack

Will was openly sobbing by now and he handed Jack's note to Grace who quickly joined Will in sorrow. "At least they weren't failures in this," Will choked.

The lawyer and the decorator gazed at their friend's peaceful faces, friends who had finally found their bliss in their own way.