EPILOGUE
JUDE
It takes the whole of five months after that s**t storm to get back on track, to get happy again. Or more likely, as happy as the two of us can get. But we manage. Ironically, it’s summer that nearly did us in, but it's fall and winter that bring us back to ourselves, back to each other. It would be nice to say that all of our problems are solved, that everything is fixed. But life isn’t like that. We are never going to be the kind of people who agree on much, you and I. If I know us, I know it will be a fight until the end. But the good news is, there isn’t another person on this planet I’d rather duke it out with. You and me, we share the same agenda. Different motives, often— but the same goal, nonetheless. We want to make the world a better place, and like most people,
