The Widow

Epilogue

Epilogue

Give them hell

Ralphe touched his cufflinks for the nth time, he was nervous, his hands were shaking and it needed something to do. Beside him, Anton chuckled, he turned to him and glared at Anton, "What?" he whispered.

Anton continued to chuckle, he shook his head, "Nothing. It's not every day I see you so nervous."

"Yeah, well, it's not every day I get to marry." And he was. He was getting married , he wasn't getting cold feet, he was just nervous. He wanted this day to be perfect and it almost wasn't. Thank God for in-door garden if not then his wedding day would have been cancelled for the raining downpour.

Anton patted his back, "Don't worry, it's a perfect day for Ralphe Mendez to get married." He said, "As long as she walks down that aisle, it's perfect."

Yeah he was right.

The choir started, Tatum started walking the aisle while she was throwing petals down the floor, her smile indicated she was having fun. When she reached him, he bent down and kissed the top of her head, she giggled, "I love you."

"I love you too, Papa!"

He smiled as he watched Maddox walked down the aisle, he was smiling but he knew Tatum just annoyed his brother before walking down that aisle earlier. He kissed Maddox just like Tatum and said, "I love you."

"Love you too, Papa."

And it was her turn.

He couldn't believe it, that after so many years this was finally happening. He still remembered the day before he proposed, it was the best day.

***

Ralphe was reading a script for Clara when the kids burst in the room, Tatum was pouting and Maddox was just wearing his scowl.

"Papa." Tatum called. They started calling him Papa when Tatum said she would. Because Isobel called James papa, she wanted to call someone papa too. And because she already had a daddy, it was Ralphe's job to be the papa. So that, she could have two fathers. One daddy and one papa.

The boys went along with it. And he couldn't be happier.

He set the script down. He'd read it later. "Yes, princess?"

"What does living in sin mean?"

His eyes widened, "Where did you hear that?" he asked, surprised they knew it.

"School. Candice said you're living in sin with mommy."

"Is that bad, papa?"

He massaged his temple, damn it, he needed to go to their school just to talk with their teacher again. This was an usual occurrence. Clara never wanted to go to their school, said she couldn't take it anymore if she heard one more report about the twins so she delegated the job to him.

"No, not really." He said, "Well... uh... maybe...?" he didn't know.