Epilogue

Nathaniel Bryant

"Honey I'm hom-" I froze to see the kitchen like this because it's a definition of disaster

"Joan?" I put my back on the chair and walked inside the kitchen more. I chuckled secretly to see Joan sleeping with her head on her arms. Her face was covered with flour here and there , can't help but admire her cute sleeping side.

I turned my head to the oven and saw brownies and cupcakes inside there. It's still 15 minutes more. I walked to her closer and put her bangs to her ear. I kissed her cheek and her eyes slowly opened.

"You home?" She asked and I smiled nodding

"Why are you baking?" I asked and she sat up straight looking at the oven

"Dad's birthday" She answered and walked to the ov