Epilogue

Two days later, a knock on their bedroom door made Rome forget about wearing his tie and laid it on the bed. Then he walked over to the door and opened it.

When he and the maid's eyes met, she humbly uttered, "Sir, your fathers are here." 

"Both of them?" Rome asked.

"Yes,"

"Tell them I will be down in a couple of minutes."

After Rome had shut the door, he turned around to see Catherine out of bed.

"I thought you were asleep," Rome mumbled, as he watched her wear her robe.

"Nope," Catherine softly intoned, staring at him.

Then she walked past Rome, headed for the door, and said, "I'm going downstairs."

Once she left the room, Rome took in a deep breath and smiled.

A few minutes later, he came downstairs, walked into the dining room, and saw Mr. Ford and Mr. Miller at the dining table, having breakfast.

"Don't you two have a place of your own?" Rome calmly asked, walking over to the table.

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