Chapter 72 Epilogue

• Annie
• Clara stares up at me from her crib, her deep blue eyes sparkling with that hint of mischief I just know she got from me. She pulls her toe up to her mouth and begins to nibble on it, letting out soft and joyful giggles that only an infant discovering her feet for the first time can muster.
• Michael grins from his adjacent crib and watches his older sister with wide and curious eyes, now realizing that he too has feet and that they taste delicious.