Dear Wendy,
Pack away the 2x4, the one you wielded with such grace against this author's sore, sore head.
Here is your epilogue. All yours. And it comes to you out of the goodness of my heart. With absolutely no strings attached...
No wait! That's not true. In exchange for this epilogue- which I barely changed, you'll note, so I risked my MOM seeing it. I needed some words to the effect of:
"I, Wendy Richards, fanfic author extraordinare, do solemnly swear this oath: part 4 of TTW did NOT entirely suck."
I dare you, Wendy. No guts no glory.
CC- who is tired of all the Loises and Clarks running round her head.
ps- If there are any among you who might be reading the above, and you, too, feel part 4 wasn't pure swill, Wendy would LOVE to hear from you.
