This week I was reading through a completed manuscript checking for errors when I realized I had skipped something entirely. An epilogue. When I finished a second draft of this story in 2007 I put it aside without really figuring out what the final few pages should include. I knew there was a happy ending…always a given. But, in this case I wanted it to be a little different.
When I did finally reach ‘the end’ I was satisfied. In my head the characters where at a place that felt right. At this stage I’m not sure this story will be picked up by a publisher — but I am extremely glad I revisited it this week. Now, at least, I know how the story ended.