Epilogue
The following spring, Shana returned home early one evening. The sun was setting, leaving rose and lavender streaks in its wake. She walked along the stone path leading up to the home she shared with Hayden. A few months ago, they’d finally decided on this house and bought it. Close to her childhood home, it was an old stone farmhouse, whose previous owners had completely renovated it. The house boasted a new furnace, appliances, insulation and roof, although it retained its unique charm on the outside.
She pushed through the door, a soft sense of happiness settling over her as she looked around. The entire downstairs was open and airy, light spilling through the tall windows. She set her purse down and put away the groceries before following the sound of voices to the deck out
