Epilogue

Anya looked at the sea and quietly fell asleep to the sound of the surf. The smell of freshness, light breeze and autumn coolness soothed.

- Still not sleeping? I brought mulled wine! She heard Alec's happy voice. All four years he was a true friend to their family. Alec was always there and supported Anya, in word and deed, and Matt did not have a soul in him at all, considering him a grandfather. Every weekend the man devoted the boy. Anna was immensely grateful to him for this help and attention. But Alec always brushed her off with the words:

- Found something to be thankful for....