He finally got out of jail with his brother, Lyle. Her husband was free and made the first plans come to fruition as soon as possible.

You, Erik and your daughter/son went to Las Vegas, he had a home to call "His" and no longer had handcuffs on his wrists.

"I think I'm too old for all this"

Erik he added sitting on the couch, you quickly replied:

"Too tired and too old to be free? Of course not. We still have a lot of life to live, Erik."

You move a little closer to him, placing your head on his shoulder and a deep, relieved sigh escapes his lips.

Even with hateful speeches, there were still those who supported Erik and his brother, that was enough for their peace. Erik had aged like wine – He still had his striking youthful appearance.