A/N: I read this book and it inspired me, so here's a badly-written fanfic.

It's all over, isn't it? No more cards, no more helping people… I feel complete, like I accomplished my life's goal. Now what?

I was sitting on my couch with Audrey drinking cheap beer at midnight. Normal.

We watched some movie we had memorized a long time ago. Normal.

Audrey held my hand and put her head on my shoulder. Not quite normal.

Were we dating? I hope so. I know she loves me. I know I love her, more than anyone else ever will. She was hurt by her family. That I know. But I feel as if she can trust me now. I feel nervous anyway. She could just get up and leave, and things would be as they were before: okay, but nowhere near where I want them to be.

I can never forget all those people. The man from Edgar Street still hasn't come back. Marv sees his daughter regularly. I visit Milla once a week. She's getting older, and I fear for her mortality. Ritchie got a job. He works part-time at some music store in a mall. I can't shake the feeling that he's not done in his life. Simon, Audrey's ex-boyfriend, is long gone. I haven't seen him in a while.

I still drive my taxi. I get a few interesting customers, but no Keith, no Daryl, no strange men who know my name. No failed bank robber with an ugly face.

Everyone else does what they normally do, but they don't suffer as much. It's nice to see the Rose boys together or Sophie running barefoot or Father O'Reilly running his church with an enthusiastic audience.

I can't help but wonder if there's anything else coming my way.

Just as that thought crosses my mind, a letter slipped through the bottom of my door.

It had to be. Another card? I don't know if I should be happy or not…

Audrey watches me silently as I picked up the envelope addressed to me and then I read this:
Dear Ed,
If you were wondering, yes. It's over. You're free now, do what you want. My life's work was to help you discover yourself. I'm off to help other people, just like you. The average man. Help other people, that's what my aim was. You can do that now, too. Who in your life needs help? I know it might sound cheesy but that's the way it is, Ed. That's how it is.
By the way, Daryl and Keith say goodbye. They wanted to thank you for the pies.
-MZ

I don't know any MZ. Are they initials? I stand there deliberating while Audrey leans over my shoulder.

"You're lucky," she says, "to have had the chance to do all that."

I look at her. She's smiling at me.

"Yeah." I say. "It's alright."

She laughs as she kisses me. I guess all I have to do is live life now. I got nothing else to do.