WHA: Post-Epilogues

A long time ago now (this was way pre-COVID, when I still went to an office regularly), I was standing in my bathroom, getting ready for work, and my wife was sitting on the bed. I don’t remember what we were talking about before this, if anything, but I had an idea. I get them a lot, and sometimes, she rolls her eyes at me. Other times, she says, "Yeah, do that." So, I never quite know what I’m going to get. That morning, I said something to the effect of "What if I write something like post-ep...