Epilogue
We sat under the gazebo in my garden and felt blessed to all be together. We had been through so much, but it only strengthened old relationships and created new friendships that would last forever.
I looked around at my friends and family, grateful that we had come through all of this safely. As if reading my mind, Peter put his arms around my shoulders. But I pulled away.
"We don't have to pretend anymore, Peter," I whispered, sadness lacing my voice.
" I'm not pretending, Mac," he whispered back.
As I smiled to myself, I wasn't sure what the future held, but I knew it wasn't the last of the voices I would hear, and I needed to prepare myself. With help from Moira, I would be better prepared the next time it happened. I settled in to get comfortable and relax with those aro
