The Girl from the Bus
Epilogue

The music piece accompanying this chapter is Bear McCreary – The Magical Place (youtube com (slash) watch?v=ePqoiNeTdn4 )

Phil didn't approach him on this day. But it wasn't even a week when he visited Melinda while they were practicing for a new performance. She was requested to play with her "unbelievable, magnificent" string quintet with piano for some celebration and real money.

Melinda told him about Grant, what little she thought Grant wouldn't consider invading his privacy and, well, what little she knew.

"It's not what she told me though," Phil said. "It's what I heard in your performance. I want to write your story. I'll change whatever you feel needs to be left out, but the gist of it. Would you let me write about you?"

Will it have a good ending? Grant wrote. He still couldn't bring himself to speak to strangers and even to his friends he could only utter one word every once in a while.

"Of course it will," Phil smiled broadly. "It already does."

Indeed, his story already had a good ending. Or a good beginning, if you looked at it from that perspective.

He was ready to tell it now.

.end

A/N: Thank you for reading. :) Also, thank you very much for all the lovely reviews for the previous chapter. I must admit that comments are what makes all that fanfic writing and posting worthwhile, so having it (finally) appreciated felt very, very good. *hugs you all*

If you've just come to this story, because you waited for it to be completed, and if you enjoyed it, please, do let me know as well. It matters. :)

I know that some of you expected there to be more about Grant's maybe-possibly recovery but this episode of his "life" ended here. It ended with hope and a chance for a better future. :) I think that's good... However, if you'd like to read more about this 'verse, I am writing a small time-stamp now. Hope to be able to post it soon. :)

Thank you again for taking this little journey with me. :)