The next two years were a blur for Aidan and Tasha. They grew especially closer in the anxious days of David Wilson’s disappearance.
“That could have been us,” Aidan told Tasha one rainy night after a long day of searching. “Do you ever think about that?”
“Yes, I do. Sometimes I’ve dreamed that it was us on the run, not him.”
“I don’t want to waste any more time. We love each other, Tasha. Let’s give this another try. What do you say?”
“I’d like that,” Tasha said. “I’m so sorry about everything that happened earlier.”
“I am, too. I just want to be in your arms.”
They were remarried in a quiet ceremony the week before David’s body was discovered in his Los Angeles apartment.
From a heavenly beach, David smiled as he saw his favorite subordinate reunited in freedom with the woman he loved.
Notes on this experience will come tomorrow while I think of more series to begin after that! I hope you’ve enjoyed traveling this journey with me. Flash fiction has opened up a new world of creativity for me and I want to continue learning more about it. ~EC