Chapter 100 Epilogue

• "Marcus!" I shout, tripping over the last step at the bottom of the staircase. "Ouch! Damn it, we need to get that fixed. Marcus, where are you?"
• "I'm in here, carina," Marcus calls back. He comes out of the kitchen with a raised eyebrow. "Just making your coffee. I think I've almost got this machine figured out, I swear."
• I burst out laughing. "It's been five years, honey. I think if you were going to get along with that machine, it would've happened by now."