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    Best For Me – (Chapter: Rhythm and Bass)

    Story written on September 30, 2006 by clomle44.
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    Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=12410
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    More from the overposter.

    Spencer pulled into the underground carpark, her heart already speeding up with expectation. This was crazy. She was crazy. No, no, she was doing this for Elly.

     

    Then why are your palms sweating

     

    Spencer swore lightly when someone stole her space, grateful that her daughter couldn’t hear. In a way, it was a blessing, because some of the language the girl would have picked up from Gray by now, well. Spencer told him off all the time, arguing that she could see and would eventually learn. She tried not to do it herself, although traffic sometimes got the better of her. Gray didn’t listen. Gray never did.

     

    Finding another space, further from the door, Spencer glanced at her watch for the millionth time in an hour. Early. Still. She hustled them out of the car and into the lift, smiling along with her daughter in anticipation, accepting that it was almost certainly over different things. They hit the eighth floor and were at the playroom, Spencer feeling light headed.

     

    To her disappointment there were only children making a god almighty mess. She let Elly join them, warmed by the sight of her daughter enjoying herself. She was leaning against the door frame, watching the fun, when she heard a soft, nerve stimulating voice behind her.

     

    “You came back.”

     

    Spencer turned to find Ashley standing behind her, large sack in one hand and a crooked smile on her face. Spencer moved to let her pass through. “Yeah, you said we should.”

     

    “I’m glad” the musician moved over to a small table and put the sack down. “I’ve got something good today, and I think your daughter will get something out of it.”

     

    Spencer’s curiosity was duly peaked.

     

    Ashley emptied out the sack one by one. There were big drums, little drums, a metronome, and a bunch of other things Spencer recognized and didn’t recognize. The guitarist clapped her hands, to the notice of all the kids except Elly, and the noise in the room died down. Spencer tensed but Ashley put her at ease, walking over amongst the children and while calling them to attention, gently drew that of Elly by placing a hand on her shoulder. It was considerate, easy and made Spencer’s insides melt. Very few people bothered to treat Elly with such kindness. If they didn’t ignore her, they tended to either raise their voice, which was pointless because the girl was completely deaf, or treat her like she was some kind of retarded invalid, which made Spencer fume. Her daughter was a beautiful, wonderful child with an incredible mind and the overactive imagination of every other four year old on the planet. Even still, she knew her daughter noticed the change in other people. She had begun to see her isolation and the gross unacceptance of some people around her. Spencer couldn’t help warm to Ashley, who with one gesture, had done exactly the right thing.

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    2. WHEEEEEEE! I am SO the first! Now that the damn zombies are taken care of, I’m ready to be rocked! And rocked I was! My socks were rocked. Thoroughly. Clean off my feet. Which is quite a feat (haha) because my shoes managed to stay on. Hmmm. What a mystery. Anyhow, I dig your portrayal of Elly especially, because she’s not overly cutsey or sappy or heartbreaking. That’s a relief, because kids can be written quite revoltingly. And let me know when you’ve captured Bannerman. Jesus wants to have a word with Daddy.

    3. Oh, I was so NOT the first! :::grumble grumble:: Well, I was close. If I hadn’t been messaging you, I would have! Maybe I WILL have to be obnoxious now and stop writing you. >:( Just kidding. :D

    4. I like this story It shows that not everything is perfect in the world lol I myself am In ASL 2 (thats american sign language if nobody knew that) so yeah its kinda cool to hear a story about it lol when my teacher gets excited and tells on of his storys he has that same fast motion where you can only cath every other sign or two

    5. wow cute cute cute!! i have a question though…how can elly talk if she’s deaf? cause shes never heard words before…well it doesnt matter, GREAT story! post more soon!

    6. Lots of deaf people can talk. Lots of deaf people can’t. Just like lots can lip read and lots can’t. There’s no real can and can’t, just what people do and don’t do. I guess. But for this particular story, no, Elly doesn’t talk. She signs and can lip read a little.

    7. “Marry her Spencer!” was what my head screamed when I read this. So sweet the interaction between Spencer and Ashley! And then there was Ashley and Elly, awww..I felt like melting into a puddle on the floor.

    8. ur story is extremely cuuuute. i like how ash pays attention to elly instead of jus blowing her off… and h/o i have a question. whos gray? and where does he come in? jus asking… yay story!!!

    12. WHEEEEEEE! I am SO the first! Now that the damn zombies are taken care of, I’m ready to be rocked! And rocked I was! My socks were rocked. Thoroughly. Clean off my feet. Which is quite a feat (haha) because my shoes managed to stay on. Hmmm. What a mystery. Anyhow, I dig your portrayal of Elly especially, because she’s not overly cutsey or sappy or heartbreaking. That’s a relief, because kids can be written quite revoltingly. And let me know when you’ve captured Bannerman. Jesus wants to have a word with Daddy.

    13. Oh, I was so NOT the first! :::grumble grumble:: Well, I was close. If I hadn’t been messaging you, I would have! Maybe I WILL have to be obnoxious now and stop writing you. >:( Just kidding. :D

    14. I like this story It shows that not everything is perfect in the world lol I myself am In ASL 2 (thats american sign language if nobody knew that) so yeah its kinda cool to hear a story about it lol when my teacher gets excited and tells on of his storys he has that same fast motion where you can only cath every other sign or two

    15. wow cute cute cute!! i have a question though…how can elly talk if she’s deaf? cause shes never heard words before…well it doesnt matter, GREAT story! post more soon!

    16. Lots of deaf people can talk. Lots of deaf people can’t. Just like lots can lip read and lots can’t. There’s no real can and can’t, just what people do and don’t do. I guess. But for this particular story, no, Elly doesn’t talk. She signs and can lip read a little.

    17. “Marry her Spencer!” was what my head screamed when I read this. So sweet the interaction between Spencer and Ashley! And then there was Ashley and Elly, awww..I felt like melting into a puddle on the floor.

    18. ur story is extremely cuuuute. i like how ash pays attention to elly instead of jus blowing her off… and h/o i have a question. whos gray? and where does he come in? jus asking… yay story!!!

    21. Hello, Daddy’s back! Another cracking post by the ledge that is Clomle, I see. Damn you Clomle and your being so prolific – I’m in a dark place where I’m stuck between uni/partying/pretending to study, and actually getting some posts written for you guys ;-) I promise, when I have more ideas I will write them down and post them for you and Goober especially. Until then, however, keep your rope to yourself as your kinkyness is somewhat preturbing… maybe you could introduce it into the story instead ;-)

    22. Hello, Daddy’s back! Another cracking post by the ledge that is Clomle, I see. Damn you Clomle and your being so prolific – I’m in a dark place where I’m stuck between uni/partying/pretending to study, and actually getting some posts written for you guys ;-) I promise, when I have more ideas I will write them down and post them for you and Goober especially. Until then, however, keep your rope to yourself as your kinkyness is somewhat preturbing… maybe you could introduce it into the story instead ;-)

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