Epilogue
Jason wiped the sweat off his forehead after he put down the last moving box in the spare bedroom. He would have to drive back to Whiteport to fetch the last few boxes that wouldn’t fit in his car this round, but first, Biscuit needed to run off some energy. He grabbed a bottle of water and a tennis ball and went outside in the bright spring sun without a jacket. The days were still too chilly to go without, but the wind didn’t reach to the back of the house, and with the sun high in the sky, he figured he’d be all right.
Biscuit bounced around his feet, waiting for him to throw the ball, so he did. He threw it over the roof and smiled as he watched Biscuit fly around the corner.
“Hi.”
Jason yelped. “For f**k’s sake, Tom!”
Tom was sitting on the ground, leaning against the
