There’s an ending. It’s got all sorts of bullshit in it: action, and comedy, and there’s a bit that’s gonna make you cry. If you’ve been reading–and I thank you if you have–and wondering if this was all just going to go on round and round forever like some made-up soap opera, then don’t worry. There’s more stories about Little Aleppo, but this one? With Tommy and the Observatory? It has an ending and the road is clear. Just wanted you to tell you.
I know what I’m doing, he said out loud to convince himself. I know what I’m doing. I swear I think I know what I’m doing.