Epilogue
“I hope my parents will be all right,” Micah muttered softly while peeking out through the window of Jenson’s car.
It was four days after Jenson’s revelation about his purchase of the Guzman estate. He, Jenson, and Arlo were on their way to the airport in Caribou. Jenson had to return to the headquarters of his company in New York because he couldn’t put things off any longer. Arlo happened to have a couple of modeling assignments, which had been arranged by his agent, in New York in three days’ time. Initially, Micah had wanted to remain in Strongfair, but his boyfriends persuaded him to take a short vacation.
“They will be fine,” Arlo reassured Micah.
“Besides, your parents owned the ice cream parlor before they passed it down to you,” Jenson added. “They had many more ye
