Chance vs. Payne

Epilogue

Maura POV

Greyson and I have been married for five years. We got married November 3rd, 2014. We have three kids, who mean the world to me. Adam Brian is five, Lilly Anne is three and Jordan Lee is one. Whenever I hear Maura Chance, it still sounds weird to me, even after five years.

*Flashback*

“Maura, are you almost ready? We’re going shopping now.” Tricia calls up the stairs. She is really excited to have two more siblings. Maura Chance. It fits so well.

As Tricia and Alexa drive me to the store, they are talking about the dress they found for me, even though I haven’t even seen it yet.

The wedding is November 3rd at 12:30 in my backyard. Greyson and I didn’t want a fancy wedding, but more of a simple one with our close friends and family.

After the seven hour shopping trip, I am very tired. We still didn’t find the perfect dress, but we did find one that I think will do.

A month later

The wedding is today. I didn’t sleep very well and I haven’t talked to Greyson this morning to see how he is. My parents have all the curtains down, so I can’t see outside to where the wedding is going to be.

I’m lying on my bed, imagining what my life is going to be like after this day. Mrs. Greyson Chance. Greyson and Maura Chance. I wonder what we’ll do if we ever fight. I don’t like to think that we’ll fight, but I know all married couples have their disagreements. I wonder what our kids will be like. I wonder what it will be like to fall asleep in Greyson’s arms and wake up with him beside me. I wonder if Greyson is thinking the same thing as me.

I remember when I was seven and he was five, he told our parents that we were going to get married. Greyson obviously kept his promise.

Before I know it, people are coming for the wedding. No matter how badly I want to go downstairs, Alexa and Tricia insisted that I stay upstairs until I need to walk down the aisle. I really don’t remember anything about the wedding. I remember how god he looked while I was walking down the aisle and how big his smile got when he saw me. I remember hearing ‘I do’ from Greyson, but I can’t remember saying it myself. I heard, ‘You may now kiss the bride,’ and all my memories stop where our lips meet.

***End of flashback***

I am now 27 years old and Greyson is 25.

“Mommy,” I hear a call from Adam, who is in the living room.

Sighing, I leave the kitchen where I was making supper. “Yes?” I ask.

“Can me and Lilly go outside and ride bike?”

“It’s Lilly and I. And yes, you may go outside, but don’t go too far away. Only on the driveway.”

“Mom, we know how far we can go. We’re not babies.”

I smile sadly to myself. If only they knew how fast time goes; how much I wish I could be young again.

Adam and Lilly get their shoes on and I hear a cry from Jordan’s room, and I look away from the window where I was watching Adam and Lily. I place Jordan on my hip and go find his playpen. As I set Jordan into his playpen, I hear the door shut and we excited kids chattering. Greyson is home.

I walk to the front door and hug Greyson, “Me and Adam was naughty today. We eated some worms.” I smile, thinking of the time when I was three I had ate a handful of dirt and threw it all up at the dinner table.

Greyson is now a vocal coach and piano teacher. I teach AP Biology and Intro to Psychology. I know they are two different subjects, but I enjoy it.