Nothing On You

Epilogue

Epilogue

Izziah's POV

The final lyrics passing through my lips I gently rock Lydan to back and forth his tiny eyes fluttering shut with my final note. I find myself smiling as I run the backs of my fingers over his right cheek. He purses his lips, the smallest, deep dimples dotting his caramel colored cheeks. He shifts positions, snuggling closer to me as he sleeps. I hear footsteps coming down the stairs and then the person sits next to me. 

"So how's our little man?" Bruno asks in a hushed tone sitting down beside me on the couch. 

"He just fell asleep." I put my finger against Lydan's tiny palm and watch his fingers curl around it. "He looks a lot like his dad."

"Does he? I think he looks like his mom, he has her eyes." He chuckles looking into my eyes. I put one hand on his cheek and we share a soft kiss. Bruno touches Lydan's hair, gently ruffling his dark silky curls. 

"So what's Angie up to?" 

"She said that she was tired so I tuck-" A melody followed by ad-libs and a beat make their muffled way down the stairs. Singing begins, accompanying the music. 

 "Well I thought I tucked her in..." Bruno finishes directing his attention to the stairs. I set Lyden in his playpen before the two of us head for the stairs following the music. Angie's room. Bruno puts his finger to his lips as he slowly turns the nob in an effort to keep quiet. 

Angie is standing in the middle of her room, her play mic on it's stand. The musical interlude ends and she opens her mouth. The melody flows from her lips in crystal clarity. She sings the lyrics, belting when she sees fit adding short runs and and melodic ad-libs as she goes. She takes the mic off the stand dancing to the music as she sings as though she is in front of a crowd. The most radient smile comes across her face, the deep dimple in her left cheek showing as she dances to the closing music. Bruno pulls the door shut, his eyes go wide.

"Is that...our nine-year-old?" he stutters. I just start to smile and nod.

"She's got it."