Life after Jordan

Epilouge

Authors note:

So I am just going to tie up this story. I will finish it though. I cannot continue with it because there is no more story that I feel can be written. I may come back and add to it or rewrite it. However this is the end to the story for now. Forgive me please?

Also, I am considering writing a sequel to my story "a long way from home" since it has done much better than any of my other stories. That's not saying much but I have my fingers crossed.

I would love if the readers of this story would branch out and try my other stories. It would mean the world to me. I will read your stories and give my amateur input. I do have 3 years of honors literature under my belt so I may be able to help some.

Also, I write from my phone so please excuse the mistakes and anything that seems wrong.

Thank you readers for your time and consideration. I would love to hear from you all!

Yours truly,

Mrs. J. Kohler❤️

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Three years later

"Honey I'm ready to go." I say loudly so Brody can hear me.

"I'm coming Emma." Brody says with a laugh.

"Is Joey ready?" I ask impatiently.

"Yes honey." Brody says as he walks in with our son.

"Hey JoJo. You ready to meet bubba?" I ask as I grab him.

"Yeah!" Joey tells excitedly.

We walk out to the car and I buckle Joey into his seat. I settle down and call Abigail.

"It's really early so this better be about my next godson." Abigail says grumpily.

"Were headed to the hospital now Abigail." I say with a sign.

"Well, Tracey and I will be there soon." She says.

"Thank you honey." I say before hanging up.

"You know we've only been married for 3 years and we're on our second child?" I tell Brody.

"Oh I know trust me. You wanted a big family though right?" he asks with a smile.

"Yeah I do. I went for so long thinking I couldn't. I want a soccer team." I tell him with a smirk.

"How bout a small soccer team?" he says playfully.

"Maybe 2 more and I'll be done." I tell him.

"Okay honey. Let's wait for a bit though." He says with a laugh.

"Yeah that may be best." I say as I grab Brody's hand.

"Contraction?" he asks.

"Yeah. It's not bad though." I mumble.

"Well have our little man out soon. Just hold on for me."

I look back to see Joey asleep in his car seat so peacefully.

"We're perfect." I say sweetly as we pull into the hospital.