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Epilogue – Six Months Later
Aspen
The farm feels like home again.
Not the broken version I came back to.
Not the place filled with dust and memories that hurt too much to touch.
This one?
This one is alive.
The barn doors are open.
Fresh wood.
New beams.
Stronger.
Safer.
The floorboards?
Replaced.
But I still remember exactly where that hidden space was.
Where everything changed.
I step out onto the porch.
Sun warm on my skin.
The air is soft with summer.
And there he is.
Grandpa.
Sitting in his rocking chair.
Slower now.
Quieter.
But here.
Still with us.
Buddy lies at his feet.
Half-asleep.
One eye always open.
Still watching.
