The House On Turner Street

Chapter 28 - Hope

Fifty-three years later. Evan had passed on. He went in his sleep. He never experienced anything like the loss of Stephen. He was cremated as per his wishes. The funeral was huge. So many people came to pay respects to Evan. After the funeral, Val loaded up his ashes into her car. She drove off alone. She told the children she just needed a drive. She found herself parked in front of the Turner Street House. She got out of the car and walked the ashes inside. She put the urn where their equipment had been.

"Stephen, are you here?"

Stephen appeared bedside her.

"Hey, Val. I've missed you."

"As promised, I took care of him every day. I showed him love every single day. And now he's yours."

Suddenly, a must of energy started to form. It took on the shape of Evan, but he was young again