EpilogueCarter had errands to run before his flight later that night. It was an arrangement that came with little warning, but he had been prepared for it.
He carefully packaged a large hard drive and sent it to the office of Dr. Tina Daniels. The note inside the box was short and cryptic. She would be the only one who would understand it.
He visited his favorite pizza place and enjoyed an entire pizza to himself. The acid reflux he acquired in his mid-30s made it harder to finish, but he proudly devoured it nonetheless.
He went to a florist and purchased an elegant bouquet.
He went to the cemetery and found a familiar stone bench. He sat there for an hour and watched the clouds roll by. He split the bouquet and placed flowers on the gravestones of Doug and Laura Fox. His mother’s side
