Disclaimers: Not that it's of any use, but they're not mine. I would have made them much happier… and the show would still be on! This is, of course, all in fun; no infringement intended.
It was a sunny day, and he was walking into the Rose Garden. He felt a presence there even though there were no other people in the garden. He had just received a Distinguish Flying Medal from the President. He felt on top of the world. He started to think about his family-wishing that they could be here to see him recieve such an honor. He thought back to the one person who was no longer on this earth, but in Heaven looking down on him with pride, and he smiled a 1000 watt smile. His thoughts then went to mother, stepfather, and grandmother. His mother, Patricia Burnett, was the one of the brightest lights in his life-he wished hewould have made life easier for her, but was glad that they settled their differences before her entered the Navel Academy. Now they talked to each, at least once a week, and emailed each constantly. The other bright life in his life was his grandma Sarah-Grams. He treasured her, and all the things that she could give him. He loved that no matter how much he messed up, she still loved him. The last major relationship in his life was with his stepfather, Frank Burnett. Boy, did that start off rough, well more like disasterous. He would never forgive himself for treating his stepfather in the beginning. He now understood all Frank wanted todo was be his friend. After they both cleared the air, they truly were a family. He now saw Frank as his "Pops"-no one could hold the title "dad" in his book, but the father he would never get to know.
At that very moment of rememberance he starts to feel a tingle in the pit of his stomach. He looks up and sees the potential next bright, maybe the brightest, light walking his way.
"Hello."
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