Epilogue: Part One
Ryder
I've been driving around for the past two hours trying to get my fussy daughter to fall asleep, but she's got a set of lungs on her like her mama. I catch her reflection in the rear view mirror and sigh. Her little face is red and splotchy from all of the crying and her big green eyes are so tired and heavy.
"Charlie, please take a nap for daddy. I'm begging you," I say as if her one year old mind can comprehend a single word.
Giving up, I decide to stop by my parents' house. My mom's car is gone, so I'm sure that means no one's home since my dad doesn't really let her go anywhere alone these days. I leave the car running and walk to the front door. I knock a couple of times before turning to walk away, but just as I do, my dad opens the door.
"Son? What a
