My Haunted Past

Epilogue

EPILOGUE

**8 Years Later**

JASON’S POV

Driving up to the house, tired, hungry and happy it was finally Friday and that the week was done.  Now it was time to relax, or try at least. 

Last week, it had been 8 years of marriage for Leah and I.  We’ve had our ups and downs but I wouldn’t want them to be spent with anyone else.

Things had changed so much in the last few years.

Chris and I had started a moving company 7 years ago, JC Moving and it was going great.  We weren’t sure at first if it would work but when Leah started working with us, it couldn’t be better.

Leah had gone to college a year after we were married and went to study business.  It took four years but she finished.  We had a big party after her graduation and she wanted to work with Chris and I.  We had our company 4 years by then and we were doing well but when she got on board, things really picked up.

After the wedding, we bought a home, outside the city with enough land.  We had a small forest near our backyard and she was really happy about that.  Kept calling it our new park, which always made me laugh.

A few months after the wedding we started talking about having kids so we tried but it didn’t work.  I kept trying to make her laugh to lighten the mood a bit, saying it was fun to try and we should keep trying as many times per day as possible. 

I could tell it was taking a toll on her, so we went to see her doctor to check.  With the abuse from her childhood to her teens years, made it difficult for her to get pregnant but they told us to keep trying, that it was still possible.

So we tried and tried.  She would stress out and complain about everything I did and then apologized.  It was a difficult time, for her but also for me.  I wished I could help and she was angry.  Angry about everything, mostly her past…she thought she was done with her past but I don’t think she had thought of this.

One year after she finished college, we found out we were pregnant.  She made me promises not to say anything to anyone until she was past her 3 months.

We wanted to know if it was a boy or a girl.  We both didn’t care as long as the child was healthy.  They told us we were going to have a baby girl.

We got home and Leah asked if I had a name in mind.  I had no idea but she did…

‘Alice Horton.’ She said.

I thought it for a few seconds, it was perfect.  My wife was alive because of her aunt, she had risk her life to save Leah.  Naming our daughter Alice was a great choice.

‘I love it.’ I had told her.

One year after finishing college and working with us, Alice was born.

Having JC Moving helped, I could come home for diner, be here every second weekend, Chris did the other.

Finally reaching our house, I parked my truck and got out heading towards the front door.

Trying to keep quiet, I found that Alice would say the funniest things to Leah when I wasn’t here.

I peeked my head just a little and saw both of them in the living room.  Leah was on the couch and Alice in front of her with her hands on her hips.

‘But why?’ I heard our two year old ask.

‘Forget you heard me say it.’ Leah told her.

‘I can’t forget, I want to know what it means.’ She asked.