Epilogue

Oh yeah
Yeah oh yeah

Much stretched as he dismounted from his horse. He paused to catch his breath, wiping his brow. Work in the fields was getting tough and tiresome but it had to be done what with winter setting in fast. He finally got his land like he wanted, as it was promised by King Richard. He always thought this was the best he could do, the best a miller's son could ever hope to achieve. He was wrong. So very wrong. And he had never been happier.

The only ground I ever owned was sticking to my shoes
Now I look at my front porch and this panoramic view
I can sit and watch the fields fill up
With rays of glowing sun
Or watch the moon lay on the fences
Like that's where it was hung
My blessings are in front of me
It's not about the land
I'll never beat the view
From my front porch looking in

His head shoot up at the sound of raised voices. His small smile grew as he raced to the door, hesitated and in the end decided to listen in on the argument. He knew the moment he entered the house he would never get a moment's peace so he came to the conclusion that he should wait. He sat crossed leg under the window still; he leant his head back and closed his eyes and allowed the voices to wash over him.

"Meg!"

"David!"

Much laugh at the sound of the children, he knew them well enough to know exactly what, why and how they were fighting over. He also knew that in a moment another voice would join in the quarrel and oh how much Much wanted to hear that voice all day. In a moment of drunken stupidity he lad claim that is was the sound of angels and twinkling bells joined together in a harmonic balance to produce a voice of such utter beauty. Robin and his men are still quoting it three months later

"Children, I trust you aren't fighting? Meg you are not teasing your little brother are you?" came a level calm voice, that sounded peaceful to Much for the simple reason was that he couldn't see the look on her face.

"No mama" cried the children. Much hazard a look in. Unknown to their observer the family moment continued uninterrupted. There was the face of David of Bonchurch, his hands clutching at his milk for with all his might, his blue eyes wide and red hair matted to his head. Slightly sticking up from where his sister, undoubtedly, was pulling at it, during their fight.

And speaking of the devil (or his apprentice) there she was, her own blue eyes twinkling as she blew her blonde hair out of her eyes. Much could barely contain his glee at seeing her dress was on back to front. At five, Meg decided that she no longer needed to rely on anyone else but herself. A trait that was adopted from her mother he was sure.

And speaking of angels there she was, Eve, one arm around David the other taking Meg's hand and leading them to the fire, where she placed David on her knees as Meg laid her head against her mother's legs. She began to rock lulling David to sleep while absent-mindedly stroking Meg's hair

There's a carrot top who can barely walk
With a sippy cup of milk
A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong
'Cause she likes to dress herself
And the most beautiful girl holding both of them
And the view I love the most
Is my front porch looking in, yeah

Much smiled at his family. He had been to so many places and had seen so many things and yet nothing compared to this. He loved Robin and would be loyal to the end, at a time he would have followed him to the end but no longer. The end would only arrive to him when he had to leave them.

I've traveled here and everywhere
Following my job
I've seen the paintings from the air
Brushed by the hand of God
The mountains and the canyons reach from sea to shining sea
But I can't wait to get back home
To the one he made for me
It's anywhere I'll ever go and everywhere I've been
Nothing takes my breath away
Like my front porch looking in

There's a carrot top who can barely walk
With a sippy cup of milk
A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong
'Cause she likes to dress herself
And the most beautiful girl holding both of them
Yeah the view I love the most
Is my front porch looking in

Temptation proved too much for Much and he longed for another look, so proving that all those years hiding in the forest wasn't for waste, he quietly and quickly crouched until his head rose above the window pane. His eyes danced and his heart swelled at the sight before him. David dozing as Eve continued humming her childhood song, Meg gently running her fingers up and down her gown. He felt at peace, at home. What he was still doing outside he wasn't sure but he was not about to waste another minute contemplating it. He stood up and proceeded to the door.

I see what beautiful is about
When I'm looking in
Not when I'm looking out

Fate at that moment, decided to intervene, for suddenly a cry of "Papa!" from Meg alerted the family to his presence. Meg scrambled to the door as Eve dropped the now awaken David to the floor to follow his sister. Much knelt to the floor as both kids flung their arms around his neck. Showing strength that was underplayed by his physical appearance he stood, both kids giggling as they were lifted into the air. Much began to swing on his feet, his children reminding him of bells, they're laughter chasing those dark days when he thought he could never be as blessed as he was now.


There's a carrot top who can barely walk
With a sippy cup of milk
A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong
'Cause she likes to dress herself
And the most beautiful girl holding both of them
Yeah the view I love the most

Another set of arms encircled his neck and he opened his eyes to see his wife staring at him with soft eyes. God, he could lose himself in those eyes, just fall into them and never surface again. In fact, it took a moment for him to realize that he was falling, his body tilting forward as every member of the family fell to the floor. Much managed to bear the blunt of contact with the floor and yet the sound of bubbling laughter at his expense mad it all worth while. He glanced up at his clan, who were draped over him like human pieces of cloth. Eve made to stand but he stopped her with a hand to the wrist.

"Tell me about your day"

"From the floor?"

"I'm comfortable. Children are you alright?"

"Yes Papa." Came a chorus of children.

"See. We are fine."

Eve smiled before placing her head back on his chest. David curled up at his side and Meg tucked neatly into his shoulder. This was it. This is the life, he had two beautiful children and a loving wife. It could not have gotten better.

"Dinner is nearly ready my Lord."

Oh, the view I love the most
Is my front porch looking in
Yeah
Oh, there's a carrot top who can barely walk
(From my front porch looking in)
A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong, yeah
And the most beautiful girl
(Beautiful girl
From my front porch looking in)
Holding both of them
Oh, yeah

Then again……

THE END.