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Epilogue

Phil was on his way out the door when his daughter, Melissa, ran up to him.

"Daddy, can I go with you?" she pleaded.

"No, honey, I don't think that would be a good idea. Your old dad needs some time alone once in a while," Phil told his daughter.

He could tell she didn't understand. But right now, he didn't care. He kissed her on the cheek, told her he loved her, and called up the stairs to his wife.

"Gina, I'm going out there now!"

"Okay, I love you, sweetie!"

He didn't reply. Right now, he didn't feel like talking much at all; to anyone.

He got in the car and drove down to the cemetery. It was about a twenty minute drive, but he didn't care. It was about time that he went down there to say hello.

When he finally got there, he got out of the car and got the fake poinsettias out of the trunk. He walked across the graveyard, flowers and small brush in hand.

It was hard to find it; he searched for what seemed like hours.

Then, he finally found it. It was so hard to look at, but he knew that he had to do it. He sure had waited long enough.

There, in the grave, were the words he had been searching for:

HERE LIES KEELY TESLOW; BELOVED DAUGHTER, FRIEND, AND INSPIRATION TO US ALL. 1989-2006

Phil tried to hold back the tears, but it was no use. They fell like an overflowing waterfall.

It was bad enough that she had died; but it was worse that she had died five years ago, and this was the first time he had visited her grave.

Stop thinking about it, Diffy! It's bad enough you feel guilty... thinking about it will just make it worse!

But he couldn't. He couldn't fight them from his head.

He couldn't fight the fact that he hadn't visited her grave in five years since she had died. It was too painful for him to come here, because he knew that all the memories would be flooding back to him as soon as he set foot on her grave.

And he was right.

When they first met, and he was her tutor in algebra. When he went to the dance with Via and she went to the dance with Owen, and they ended up together anyway. When he and his family turned green, and how hard it was to explain to her that he really didn't want her to go out with Bruno. When he saw her a year after she became a celebrity.

And most important: the exact moment he heard that she died on her way back from Pickford.

He burst into tears as soon as he heard it on the news, up in his bedroom. His parents, whom were watching the same thing, ran upstairs as soon as they saw it. They found him, weeping into his pillow uncontrollably. They tried to comfort him, but it was no use... he told them to leave him alone.

He found it amazing that he could remember all of these moments. Mostly the sad.

But, he knew that the most horrible memories never leave you. Everyone knows that.

Before he set the flowers down on her grave, he used his brush to brush away all of the dead leaves and pinestraw that were on her grave, out of respect. Then, he carefully set the flowers down in the iron flower holder.

He stepped back to get a good view of it. Beautiful. Just beautiful.

He remembered every exact word they spoke between each other the day they said goodbye. He remembered like it was yesterday.

Keely nodded her head slowly. As much as she hated to admit it; he was right.

"You're right, Phil," she said, trying to put a smile on her tear-stained face. "It won't matter."

"If you were in Heaven and I was still on land it wouldn't matter, Keely. We'll always be together, no matter how much we need to catch up with each other and no matter how long it takes for me to see you again... as long as I do, I'll be happy. And I hope the same goes for you."

Phil smiled and looked at the grave one last time. Then, he closed his eyes, prayed for her, and walked to his car.

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A few days later, when Phil went outside to check the mail, nothing was in there except a small package. He lifted it up to carry it inside. It wasn't heavy. And, strangely, it was addressed to him from an address he didn't recognize.

He was anxious now, and opened it as soon as he set foot in his house. He sat down on the couch and tore at it mercilessly, like a five year old would tear at a Christmas present.

When he saw what it was, he sat back on the couch and more tears came. It was from Keely... her Christmas cd, released five years ago, with a note attatched.

Phil --

I'm so sorry I haven't been able to write to you or call you. I've been so busy, you literally have no idea! I hope you're not mad... and don't worry, I'm still the same old Keely. I just hope you're the same old Phil... the one that I like :).

Guess what...? I'm coming home for Christmas! I'm so excited. I just hope we get to see each other. I'm holding tryouts for my music video (which I'm shooting there), so you better try out! Don't worry, you'll definitely have an advantage over the other guys... trust me. Haha!

Anyway... I can't wait to see you! I don't have much time to write this, but I figured I would use the spare time that I actually have, and write you a little letter. Seeing you will be the ultimate Christmas present for me. I hope you enjoy yours, Philly-Willy!

Love,

Keely XOXO

He sat there, reading it over and over again. He felt like dying. Why did the letter have to come late? Why? He wanted to take a knife and plunge it into his chest; so that he could finally be with her.

But he knew that she wouldn't want him to do that. She would want him to be happy while his life lasted.

Plus... they had both said themselves that they would always be together.

"You're right, Phil," she said, trying to put a smile on her tear-stained face. "It won't matter."

"If you were in Heaven and I was on land it wouldn't matter, Keely. We'll always be together, no matter how much we need to catch up with each other and no matter how long it takes for me to see you again... as long as I do, I'll be happy. And I hope the same goes for you."

It won't matter. Oh, but how much it mattered right now.

He wasn't going to do it... but he felt like it. He really, truly did.

He walked up to his room and put his card from her on the highest shelf possible, to where no one but him was allowed to touch it. It was now his most prized possession, and he knew that it always would be.

He turned his TV on, trying to force the thoughts of her from his head. But the thing that came on next was the thing that sent him overboard.

It was the old TRL episode that she was on, five years ago. They were showing reruns of the old TRL Christmas episodes, since most of the stars that were asked to appear on it couldn't make it this year. He remembered what it felt like the first time he saw this; how excited he was when he found out that she was coming home for Christmas.

And seeing her; that was the best day of his life. Along with today.

Yes, today was one of the best days of his life. Even though the sad, hurtful memories were flooding back to him; he was glad.

He was glad that his memories of her were still with him. That showed him that he would never forget her.

He turned off his TV, went downstairs, and lay on the couch, looking up at the ceiling.

"I love you, Keely. That will never change."

And he knew in his heart; that no matter how much he went through and no matter what happened; it was true.

So, so true.