”I don't want to live. I want to love first, and live incidentally.“
--Zelda Fitzgerald
Evelyn’ POV
Six Months Later
My son fell asleep when I finished telling him the fairy tale. I couldn't help kissing him as I looked into his angel's face as he slept. Then I quietly closed the bedroom door and joined my husband, Lance, on the living room balcony.
This is Norway and this house is where my sister Debby used to live. The house is now preserved as a place where Lance and I spend our holidays.
Lance was lounging on a bench. His graceful profile against the fire of the fireplace reminded me again of Apollo. Oh, I have to admit, after all these years of marriage, I'm still crazy about my husband.
Lance saw me and got up and hugged me. “Is that little Brian sleeping?
