Epilogue
Grace
Approximately 5 years later
“You have got to be kidding me,” I said, hands on my hips as I stared up at Bruce. He let out a plaintive meow, his tail twitching from where he sat perched on the tree branch. “How the hell did you get up there? And Boone isn’t home, so I don’t even know what I’m gonna do.” I eyed Bruce, considering my options.
Bruce came to us as a kitten when he was found wandering on the side of the road near Stolen Hearts Lodge. With Wayne having passed away peacefully in his sleep a few months prior, we hadn’t hesitated to take in Bruce. Since Wayne had been named after Bruce Wayne, we stuck with the tradition and gave Bruce the other half of the name. We’d have to get more creative if we ever got another cat.
Even with the ladder, Bruce was out of my r
