EPILOGUE : Feels Like Home

Three months later...

It was the beginning of summer, Marcus stood in his room packing his bags while listening to a Katy Perry song that blasted from his phone. He sang along, tossing unfolded shirts into his suitcase. His aunts had invited him and Adrian to spend two weeks with them in California and Marcus had been more than ecstatic at the prospect of a beach vacation.

He and his friends had just graduated from high school and he was itching to get away from West Chapel, not that he hated the small town. No, he loved his home; it was where all his closest friends were, where his family was. He just wanted to see more of the world he'd worked so hard to save. He wanted to visit New York, and not just in passing, he wanted to see the sites, go to restaurants, spend the night in a hotel. He wanted Paris, Milan, Tokyo, Victoria Falls, Portland, Sydney; he wanted the world. And he wanted it with Adrian.