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    Music Is My Savior

    “Big words for a big dike”

    Before Bette could even turn around, something blurred passed her and soon after the loud thump of skin pounding against skin filled the air.

    “Talk like that again and you’ll get it in the other eye” Nathan hovered over Spencer who was laid out on the grass with a hand covering his eye. “All those steroids for nothing. That’s the real reason why Angie won’t fuck with you. All that shit shriveled up your dick”

    The entire campus erupted in a fit of laughter, leaving Spencer scrambling to his feet. He continued to hold onto his injured eye as he whipped around to look at everyone currently laughing at him. He screamed for them to stop but still they continued, leaving Nathan and Bette to retreat to the car satisfied with a job well done.

    “Sorry about the language auntie B” Nathan said in a low tone as he shook off the pain in his hand, “Can we maybe not tell my moms about this?”

    Bette chuckled as she wrapped an arm around Nathan, “Your secret is safe with me”

    She settled back into the driver’s side, a smirk tugging at her lips as she noticed Tina’s amused look from the corner of her eye.

    “Okay” Bette smiled as she set the car into drive, “Who wants to go to-“

    Angie’s arms were wrapped around her neck a moment later, hugging her from behind.

    “Thank you” Angie whispered as she held her mother tightly, her head resting on Bette’s shoulder.

    Bette looked to Tina with surprise and was met with a proud smile. She smiled herself and reached back to cup the back of her daughter’s head, lovingly patting it.

    “Anytime, sweet pea”

    Take pictures in your mind of your childhood room

    Memorize what it sounded like when your dad gets home

    Remember the footsteps, remember the words said

    And all your little brother’s favorite songs

    I just realized everything I have is someday gonna be gone

    Angie stood in her childhood bedroom, her eyes roaming over every inch of the four walls that she had spent her entire life in.

    Not much appeared different except for the lack of clothes, shoes and books lying around. Her bed was still there, her dresser, posters and all her pictures. Nevertheless, Angie felt as if everything had changed.

    Comments

    1. Thank you for the glimpse of B&T&A&M from WYLE. I love every part of it. Angie in NY – little sad, but growing up seems inevitably)

      Waiting for new story from you!

    2. Great story of a future look at life after WYLE -Thank you enjoyed and shed a silly sentimental tear :-)

      Looking forward to a new story from you and in the meantime thank you for your previous ones.

      SG

    3. Great story, it was nice and fun to read about their the future!!!

      Looking forward to read a new story and i would love to read more of those one ofs!

    4. Great ending.. growing up is hard on the parents for sure.. My daughter did this very thing .. could not wait to be all grown up.. she tells me now .. what was I thinking.. lol.. she 23 married and has a son.. paying bills and buying groceries.. says this Adulting stuff sucks!.. lol..
      Thank you and look for ward to your next story.

    5. Why am I such an emotional person? I swear I cried through this entire story. Happy tears, of course. I’m happy Bette and Tina still have a love that’s so strong. Even after so much time has passed. Whew, then the emotional roller coaster of Angie growing up. I don’t have a kids or a partner yet, but I’m sure her and I will go through some of these same feelings. I felt transported into the story. I guess that’s the beauty of storytelling. Plus, a great author.

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