Epilogue
April 13th, 2015
Hollywood, California
Stefan Roland settled back in the padded chair, glad to be out of the flashing lights and shouted questions of the red carpet. An excited buzz filled the popcorn-scented air of the theater as noted celebrities made their way to their seats for the premier.
Inquisition of the Dead Things.
His final movie, primary photography from Roan and Craig. They were with him, Roan perched in her beautiful black gown between him and Craig, arms possessively around a giant tub of popcorn. It made him smile.
As if she realized it, she looked at him, beautiful still. Always. She smiled back.
It was a good evening, one he was grateful to see. After the heart attack he hadn’t been sure he would live long enough to see this.
But he had. They’d gotten ba
