Epilogue

10 years later

“Aricen! Get back in here! Your mom told you dinner was almost ready five minutes ago!” Kaelen yelled out the back door, before giving up and going out to the backyard. I laughed as Kaelen fought to round up our son. From what Katarina told me, Aricen was just like Kaelen was when he was young; stubborn, strong, and, at times, apparently hard of hearing. I had called him in several