Epilogue
Charlie (“Chase”) Rhodes
ALRIGHT, it’s time for me to stop scrapbooking for the day and start the chauffeuring portion of my job. Stephi decided to take softball this year and Bobby’s in gymnastics, and wouldn’t you just figure, they’re on the opposite sides of town. Plus, we’re short on bread and I’m not happy about how the milk smells, so I need to hit the grocery store.
I’ll work more on the scrapbook later, but I’m not in a rush. I mean, it’s not as if it’ll ever be finished. It’s more like a work-in-progress that builds and gets better every time I add another memory to it.
Kind of like life.