The Only Hope For Me Is...
Epilogue
~ year 2017~
"Isaac, come in here! I have to show you something." My son came walking in looking like something out of a fairytale. He was dragging along a small guitar made out of cardboard and rubber bands I helped him make a couple weeks ago. He saw my guitar one day and said he wanted to be 'just like fro fro' (I blame the internet)
"Wat is it dad?"
"Come and meet some friends."
He had been to young to remember them before, and they rarely visited because of tour stuff. But now was different.
"Hey isaac, remember us?"
"No.who ar you"
"Were your dad's friends. We used to be in a band together. We came get to tell you were gonna be a band again."
As Frank said those last words, Isaac began to jump with joy in my lap at the news.
We began to practice as Christa and Isaac watched from the side. I would casually glance at my new family with a warm smile. To think, this all started because I met someone that saw who I really was.
Notes
this was fun! the chapters are bunched up since i did this on a phone, but i love it! thank you for reading :)
