Years passed. Finally, an old man lay down for the last time. He said goodnight to his wife. Finally, he drifted off to sleep.

Soon, though, Jack opened his eyes again. A soft white light filled the room. His eyes traveled upwards to meet soft brown ones.

Ariana smiled as she moved forward to gently take his hand. “I told you I would never be far away,” she said. “And now it’s time to take you home.”

The End