There is the M-rated Epilogue up now, too. This is however a very innocent one. Couldn't miss Mary Musgrove's complaints and Trixie's wonderful abilities on a scooter.
Epilogue 3. Shelagh Turner had become the mistress of a very pretty landaulette
"Now change the gear to three. Good!"
Shelagh was excited at the wheel. She flashed a radiant smile at Patrick.
"Here we go."
The MG purred nicely after coughing up a little. Patrick was pressing his hands on to the seat. Was it such a good idea to teach Shelagh to drive a car?
Shelagh noticed the terror in his face.
"I am glad that you are willing to take risks with your life with me."
"For a former nun, you sure are a...fast one. Slowly, more carefully, please!"
"Oh, is the good Doctor afraid?" she gloated.
"You certainly have taken me for a ride."
"Yes. A ride of your life. This is the right road, Patrick, trust me."
"Yes, but is this the right speed...?"
They passed Trixie and Tom Musgrove, walking there with a pram.
They watched the car pass by in astonishment.
"Was that Shelagh driving? This is it. This is the last straw, Tom. You must teach me to drive."
"Absolutely not. I'd like our children to have a mother for a long time to come."
"But Tom, I am pure spatial awareness on wheels..."