Epilogue
"So…" Johnny said "If you´re from Sweden, how come you´re so good in English."
"My dad was from England." I said,"He always spoke English at home."
We had been out for a walk, me and Johnny. And stood on the driveway to Elm Tree House. It had been three weeks since I came out of hospital.
"Do you ever regret that you came here?" Johnny asked.
"No." I said. "That was the best thing I´ve ever done in my life. I love it here. And if I hadn´t come here I would never have met you, or Mike, or Harry or anyone of the others."
"Emma." Johnny said. and took my hand. "When you first came here I liked you. And I still do. For more then just a friend. But I didn´t have the guts to tell you, I am so afraid you won´t feel the same."
"Don´t be afraid. " I said. "I like you to."
"So…." Johnny said again. "Do you want to be my girlfriend?"
I nodded. And his face came closer to mine. And then, his lips reached mine.
This is the end of this story. But keep your eyes open, there may come a sequel of Emma and the others. You never know.
The end