This is the end of the story. This is a history of a boy. The story must stop now. If the story continued, it would be the history of a man. When a person writes a book about adults, the book ends with a marriage. But this is a book about children.
Most of the people in this book are still alive. They are happy. Maybe one day I will write another story about them. Then we will see what kind of men and women they become. So, I will not tell you anything more about their lives today.