Precious Time; Epilogue
I had made Jacob a breakfast big enough for four, he had never eaten anything I made before but he swore that he would be coming over to my house for every meal from then on.
I drove back to my house, not quite sure what I saw going to tell Charlie. His car was in the driveway and I sighed ready for the upcoming battle.
I opened the door and saw Charlie sitting at the table, his face in his hands, his hair in every direction. He looked up at me and sighed, but before he could yell at me I spoke.
"Dad, I'm back."
AN: Yeah, short. I know. But it's so meaningful...