Thought I might as well...

Epilogue

Will visited the physiotherapist every Monday, Wednesday and Friday for the next 14 months. His recovery was an amazing one and he's just started to walk again without the walking stick. To some degrees, I am grateful for that day, because, for all we know, we may not be here now. As soon as Will got out of the hospital, he moved into mine, with the help of Finn. Christmas is in 2 weeks and my parents are coming down. They haven't had the time to meet Will yet, so Christmas day should be good. Life is amazing at the moment and I couldn't wish for anything more. I, Emma Pillsbury, love my life just the way it is.

Yeah, it's shit.. I mean short. So err... I had something to say but I can't remember what. Err, I might start writing the sequel tomorrow or something.. Dunno yet. But yeah, if I get some good reviews then I probably will. I know the whole story was written from my point of view, but I suppose that was kind of the idea. Like so you see it in a way that someone that wasn't Emma would see it, and then.. Oh you get the idea.

Anyway please review.

Leanne xx