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MIKEY: Ever the Distraction. Fine, I’ll cover for you. But tell her not to break you, and you can only miss two pods! And tell her, hi. And I miss her.
Her aqua eyes get wide as saucers. I smile. “We’ll go to your readings, and then we’ll swing by Philly, get your things, and put your place on the market.”
She laughs. “They really didn’t tell you?” I’m totally confused. “I sold it. Ari and Mikey have visited me. Though they don’t know about the baby. But, I live in a big house on the beach in Stone Harbor now.”
“You mean, we do.”
Her eyes glaze over with tears, and she throws her arms around my neck and kisses the hell out of me. Her tongue shoves its way into my mouth, and mine joins hers with the same amount of passion.
“Is it big enough for all of us?” She nods. I place my hand near her stomach. “May I?”
“It’s half yours.”
“You know Mikey will want us to name it after him.”
“His Parent Trap literally made us parents.”
I laugh. “You’re so remarkable. You’re the most amazing person I’ve ever known, and now you’re making a person for me. Out of me?”
She says, “I’m making us a family if that’s ok?”
“However, we define it is ok.”
She says, “We may need another office for the baby.”
“So, he or she can get away from us from time to time.”
“To finish a project.”
I laugh. “Or immerse themselves in edits.”
She adds, “To disappear.”
I say, “To get away from all the noise to just fucking put a thought together.” We fall into each other’s arms, laughing. “And to be together.”
“It’s going to need its own Google calendar.” She kisses me, and the world swirls in a crescendo.
I turn to the bartender. “I love this woman very much.”
“That woman?”
I kiss her again. “Yup, she’s the one.”
The End
Epilogue
217 Weeks Later
MIKEY: Why are you ignoring me? Ari’s out of his mind that you aren’t answering us. We called. We called a lot.
MIKEY: Where are you?
MIKEY: Not cool. Answer me.
MIKEY: I’m going to fucking admit it. We’re in over our heads.
ARI: Darlings, please call about your little monsters, they’re fine, but we need to talk to you. And turns out we have a bit of news, which I used to think was good, and then I spent a weekend with a teething infant and a toddler who’s quite a bossy lady.
