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Little Ones


*Only the young can bring out the child in one's soul*


They say there's a universal plan
For every woman
For every man
I do believe
There's a higher power



Sophie pulled on her jacket as she walked over to the refrigerator. She was running late, and she, more so than anyone else she had ever met, hated to be late. She stopped abruptly, realizing she had a reason to be late. She smiled to herself, thinking about last night and getting her 'sign'. She had remained positive and faithful and after months of waiting, she had finally been given all that she was looking for. Of course she knew that the only thing she had seen was two shooting stars, but she also knew that that was a rarity. She sighed as she slowly opened the refrigerator and Ølooked for some leftovers. She finally found what she was looking for and pulled it all. It was a small plate that had slices of ham on it. She pulled the saran wrap off it as she walked to the backdoor. She smiled to herself at what she saw. There sat the little kitty cat, which she had seen the night before. She nodded her head approvingly as she opened the door and gently laid the plate down. She smiled to herself as she watched the cat slowly walk to the plate, and ever so carefully begin to eat. She watched it eat and slowly raised her hand to is and began to stroke it's fur.

"We've always needed an animal around here," she spoke to if softly. "I think you'll fit in just fine." She smiled as it ate the last piece of meat and then looked up at her with pleading eyes as if it were begging for more. She laughed at the cat as she slowly knelt down to pick it up. She brought it up under her chin as she began to stroke it.

"I –think I'll call you Charm, because you were my good luck charm last night," she said to it softly. She lightly laughed as the cat purred and snuggled up to her closely. "You're a smart little fellow aren't you."

She bent down about to let the cat go, but suddenly stopped when she heard the sound of thunder.
"Guess it was a good thing I came out here," she mumbled to herself. She turned and walked back in the house, closing and locking the door behind her. She then made her way to the laundry room where she proceeded to make a small bed out of towels. Once she was finished she nodded approvingly and gently laid the cat on the towels.

"I'll be back later tonight, but until then behave your self," she said to the cat as she leaned down and gave it a gentle kiss. "See you then, Charm," she said as she turned off the light and walked out of the room…



But in our darkest hour
It's hard to understand



Peter walked down the steps of his office rapidly. He had ju/st gotten a call from the state police, informing him that the sheriff of Agnes was about to deliver an important message. He nervously ran a hand over the back of his neck as he paced back and forth, waiting for Curtis to arrive.

"This isn't happening. This isn't happening," he told himself over and over. He looked up to the sound of a car door shutting and breathed a sigh of relief, noticing it was Curtis.

Curtis quickly walked to Peter, knowing that his friend was discouraged. He put his hands on Peter's shoulder, enabling him to pace anymore.

Curtis: Look Peter, I don't know what's been going on with you lately, but you've got to calm down.

Peter nodded his head as he took in a deep breath.

Peter: Calm. Ok, I'm calm. What's this news though?

Curtis looked up at the sky and then back at Peter. He took his hat off and gently placed it in his hand

Curtis: It has to do with one of your kids…



So we start to question
Start to doubt



Shelby walked up the pat»h to Peter's office. She was supposed to meet Peter in about thirty seconds, but she didn't have the energy to run. Actually, she knew she had the energy, but she didn't want to waste it considering she knew Peter was about to give her a punishment that would require all her energy.

"Put hot sauce in the guys tea and he flips out on you," Shelby muttered to her self, recalling the previous night's events. She laughed remembering the face David had made when he had taken a sip of his tea.

"The punishment is way worth it," she mused to herself.

She took the last step and looked towards Peter's office. She furrowed her brow at the sight she saw. Curtis was talking to a hysterical Peter.

"Wonder what this is all about," she said under her breath.

She quickly darted behind some bushes, making sure she was within earshot of the ongoing conversation…



We lose faith in what life's all about
Why did the right road?
Take the wrong turn
Why did our heart¥ break?
Why'd we get burned?



Peter flung his arms in the air, not allowing Curtis to calm him.

Peter: What in the hell do you mean by they let him out?

Curtis: Exactly what I said. He was released on parole

Peter: The creep has been in there nine months, and they SUDDENLY decided to let him out…? That's bull

Peter ran a hand over the back of his neck. He stopped his pacing and stared Curtis directly in the eyes

Peter: That man doesn't deserve to live, much less step foot on free ground. He molested two children, drove one of them to having to live a street life, and God only knows what else he has done…or WILL do for that matter. Now tell me why he should be free.

Curtis shook his head and shrugged his shoulders, knowing everything he had just said was true.

Curtis: Peter, all I know is that they let him out on good behavior

Peter stared at Curtis quizzically, knowing that he wasn't telling the whole story

Peter: Who po¶sted bail?

Curtis could barely hear Peter he spoke so softly.

Curtis: His wife

Peter took in a deep breath as he turned and punched the tree beside him. A streak of pain shot through his whole arm, but he paid no attention to it

Peter: Now. Now I get to go explain to Shelby that her stepfather, the man that molested her and abused her, is free…

Curtis was about to stay something but stopped short as he watched Shelby step out from behind the bushes.

Curtis: I think you already have

Peter noticed Curtis' stunned expression, and turned to follow his gaze. He closed his eyes and silently cursed at what he saw. Shelby was standing there. A few tears streaming down her face and that blank, emotionless stare. Peter shook his head, not sure of what to do…

Peter: Shelby, everything is going to be ok…

He watched as Shelby slowly shook her head and inched away from the two men.

Shelby: Guess that's what I get for thinki•ng everything would be ok, huh?

Before Peter or Curtis could say anything Shelby had turned around and began running towards the woods. Curtis was about to go after her, but Peter held out his hand to stop him

Peter: Let her go…she needs some time to herself

Curtis nodded his head and turned to walk back to his vehicle

Curtis: I'm sorry about the news

Peter didn't look at Curtis, but he nodded his head understandingly.

Curtis shrugged his shoulders as he placed his hat back on his head. He slowly got into his vehicle, and called something to Peter out the window…

Curtis: We'll talk later, and go take care of that hand…

Peter watched as Curtis drove off, and then he looked down at his hand. It was bleeding and swelling rapidly.

"Just great," he thought to himself as he made his way to the nurse's station…



Just like the seasons
There are reasons
For the path we take
There are no mistakes
Just lessons to be lÃearned



Sophie lightly patted the steering wheel to the beat of the music. She was in such a good mood, she honestly felt happy. She smiled, thinking back to the night she had accepted Peter's proposal, and he had accepted hers…

*Flashback*

Peter: I got an idea

Sophie: Yeah

Peter: You wanta marry me?

*End Flashback*

That day she had felt so happy, yet so sad at the same time. She had had to tell him no, all because he didn't know her situation…

*Flashback*

Peter: The only thing that matters, more to me in this world is you, Sophie Becker.

*End Flashback*

Sophie sighed as she pulled into the Mt. Horizon driveway. Her new life just felt so right...

*Flashback*

Minister: Do you Peter Scarbrow take Sophie Becker to be your wife?

Peter: I do

Minister: And do you Sophie Becker take this man, Peter Scarbrow, to be your husband?

Sophie: Yeah, I do

Minister: I know pronounce you husband and wife

*End Flashback*

Sophie smiled to herself as she tu„rned off the ignition and opened to door to her truck. For some reason, all felt right. Ever since last night, she knew there would be a miracle, and that yes indeed, she and Peter would have a child of their own…



Don't give up
Keep on looking deep inside
Let your heartbeat
Be your guide
Cause there's a gift
For those who keep believing
You'll find what you've been needing
Is right before your eyes



Shelby ran as hard as she can. Past the Cliffhangers who were gathered at a picnic table, past Jeff who was leading group with the Ridge Runners, and past many trees. She ran farther and farther into the woods, never once considering stopping. How could this be happening to her? She had things almost set in her life, and the next thing she knows another problem is thrown her way. That was the story of her life though, something she had gotten used to…




You'll hold the answer
In your hands
And then you'll know
You'll finally understand




Ezra watched Shelby run by, wondering w‡hat was going on. He furrowed his brow as he slowly closed his books and began walking in the direction Shelby had gone. He didn't know why, but he felt he would be able to help her…




Why
Why did the right road?
Take that wrong turn
Why did our heart break?
And why'd we get burned




Peter walked out of the nurse's station, his hand bandaged and in a sling. He surveyed the campus, hoping to see Shelby. A small frown spread across his face once he noticed she wasn't sitting with the Cliffhangers. He shook his head in disappointment, ashamed of his earlier attitude. He cursed himself for acting in such outrage, about blowing up in front of Curtis and Shelby, and most of all for hitting the tree and fracturing his hand. They tried so hard to teach anger management at Horizon, and he had lost his anger so easily.

"Great job Scarbrow," he told himself and then set off to go find Shelby.



Just like the seasons
There are reasons
For the path we take
There are no mistakes
Just Álessons to be learned



Scott watched as Ezra walked in the direction Shelby had just gone. He furrowed his brow, wondering what he should do. He and Shelby had gotten really close lately, and he knew that if it were something she wanted to talk about, she would have come to him. He shrugged his shoulders as he shook the thought out of his head. He would talk with her when she came back…




No matter how many times
You stumble or fall
The greatest lesson
Is loving yourself
Through it all



Shelby stopped and surveyed her surroundings. She was breathing heavily and she wondered how far and long she had run. It felt like forever, but she knew that any time now Peter would be walking up and dragging her back. She rolled her eyes, he followed her everywhere, which sometimes made her sick.

She pushed the hair out of her face and sat down on a nearby log. She put her head in her hands and placed her chin on her knees. She just needed time to think, time alone. She lightly began rockingÊ back and forth…




Why did the right road?
Take that wrong turn
Why did our heart break?
Why'd we get burned?




Shelby quickly awoke to the sound of crying. She brushed her hair out of her face and wondered how long she had been sleeping. She looked up at the sun and decided it was about noon.

"A three hour nap, I needed it," she told herself.

She stood up and brushed the leaves off her pants, then she remembered what had woken her up. She looked around, trying to figure out where the sound was coming from. She looked over towards a few shrubs that were clumped together and blinked at what she saw, wondering is she was hallucinating. She took a few steps forward and stood in amazement once she realized her 'hallucination' wasn't a hallucination after all…it was real…



Just like the seasons
There are reasons
For the path we take
There are no mistakes
Just lessons
Lessons
To be learned

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