Epilogue
Anna
Four Years Later
We sat on the edge of the lawn in our freshly-stained Adirondack chairs as the sun set behind the tree line. We roasted marshmallows, one for Julianne and one for Aaron, both of whom were too small to handle the fiery sticks themselves. Soon, we were all covered in the sticky goo from our S’mores and we laughed as Aaron, who was two and half, smeared chocolate into his hair. Jack sat on the chair with me in his lap, one of his arms banded about my waist.
The summer ended too fast, it seemed, and we were headed back to Seattle in the morning. After we got married and had Julianne, we started spending time at Jack’s old cabin south of Anchorage. I flew us there, of course. Once Aaron came along, we spent full summers at the cabin and soaked up the Alaskan w
