(A/N: Hey! Just to let you know, I'm not dead. I am in the process of writing the epilogue, but I'm kinda stuck cause of writer's block… yea… I know this is like, super late, but Happy Thanksgiving everyone! My Thanksgiving was…interesting. I spent it at a bar. No. I'm not old enough to drink. My cousin owns a bar, so he closed it and decided to have a private party type get together with my dad's side of the family. My Granny, Aunt, Uncle and seven cousins from Dad's side came down for the party. But when we were about to leave, my youngest cousin dared my Uncle to climb the tree outside the bar and, of course, my uncle had to climb it. So we kids (all six of us: my bro, me, and my four second cousins) all climbed in with him. Anyway, my aunt started taking pictures of us all in the tree, when Santa Clause walks up behind them! We all started saying "Hey, look, it's Santa!" but no one believed us. When my cousin who is closest to me in age shouted "no really!" everyone turned around and they were like "Wow! It really is Santa!" and he took pictures with us and everything…but then he walked into the bar……So, I learned: Santa drinks when Christmas is on the way…But anyway. I told my friend about it. The first thing she said was "YOU went to a bar." The second thing was "Do you have proof you saw Santa at a bar on Thanksgiving?" We laughed about it for the longest time…
That has absolutely nothing to do with why I have writers block, but I thought you might enjoy that story. Anyway, if you have anything you want to know about, any loose ends you can think of that I need to tie up, I'd be glad to write about them. I need some ideas…So…yea…Sorry that this isn't the epilogue. I know everyone wants one soon, and I'll try to type, but I'll get it up eventually. Again, sorry.)