Epilogue: Betsy

I look at you across the airport, Jean, and realize that I have lost when I see the two of you together. And I brush my mind lightly over Scott's in goodbye. I've never been one to not realize defeat when it's smacked me in the face. And yet...turning around I have to smile. I might just have projected my astreal form here for an instant to see the results of my gamble, but maybe I was just upping the ante on a bigger gamble in the long run. Warren really is cute and you know...he's got a lot of Scott's neat qualities without that pesky belief of "all life is precious". Maybe we both won, Red...maybe we both won. Good luck to you both.