A Bettered Life
Copyright© 2006 by Michael Lindgren
Epilogue
Romantic Sex Story: Epilogue - Will Liebkind won the Nobel Prize for Literature ten years ago, and he's had a case of writer's block since then. His brother Bob is a prolific writer of pulp and sex. They've been like cat and mouse since adolescence, but when events force Will to move in his brother's orbit for a while, life changes in unexpected ways. A tale of family, redemption, and finding love.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Slow
Eighteen Months Later
"How's Erica liking her graduation present?" Bob asked, speaking up to make himself understood over the noise coming from the other end of the phone line.
"Oh, she loves it," Will replied. "What do you think? We had to extend our stay in Paris for two days because we sort of underestimated the size of the Louvre. You should have seen her--it was like locking a toddler in a candy store."
"I can imagine," Bob laughed. "What's all that noise in the background? Sounds like a concert hall full of people."
"We're at Gare du Nord, about to hop on the Chunnel train. We'll be in London tonight and tomorrow, and then we're heading up to Scotland."
"Are you sure she's not in the way? I mean, this is your honeymoon, after all."
"No, not at all, Bob. We had two weeks in Tuscany before we picked her up in Rome. Plus, she has her own hotel room anyway."
"Well, good," Bob said. "Glad she's having fun over there in Euro-land. You watch her like she's yours, okay?"
"Goes without saying, Bob. You want to talk to her?"
"Love to."
There was the sound of a phone being shuffled around, and more background noise from what sounded like the middle of the departure hall at Hartsfield International on the day before Thanksgiving.
"Hey, daddy," Erica said into the phone.
"Hey, baby. Enjoying yourself?"
"Oh, yeah. Paris is awesome. Of course, Rome was awesome, too."
"Don't forget Vienna and Munich," Claire said in the background, and Bob could hear Will laugh.
"You earned it," Bob said. "I still think they cheated you out of valedictorian. Graduating a year early, with a 4.0?"