Last Words
So, you see, as I mentioned much earlier, my story of twins didn’t end the way I expected. It’s a love story. So, it should end with the lovers…right?
Not according to Jana.
I love the ending she chose (yes it was her, after I’d battered at seven (7!) different ways for the guys to end it). Perhaps even more than her befriending Stacy in the first story or finding her own true love in the third, it is in the last scene of this tale that Jana becomes one of my super heroines that I so love writing.
As to my airborne wildland firefighters, I actually don’t know if this is the last word. I had thought that Wild Fire had completed all the stories I had to tell in their world, apparently not.
It is one of the peculiar joys of being a writer—I’m never sure what’s coming next. Oh,
