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FireFly: My Love! I've missed you so much! I left you lots of messages in your melo I thought that you didn't like me anymore cause you never answered back! :P LOVE YA!
Trigger/SnitchsLins: Thank you so much! I love all your stupid stuff it makes me happy and want to write more!
Tovah: Thank you! at least I know someone went to read my fic from the NML lol! I'm so glad you like it :P hope you cont. to read and review it!
Kane: Thank YoU Thank YoU Thank YoU!! I update just for people like you :)
Not as many people review this time as they did last time but that's okay cause you guys who did rock my world!
Chapter Two:
" another day is going by
I'm thinking about you all the time"
-Simple Plan
"Like Aunt Rose and Uncle Sam?" she asked me
I smiled as her look grew to one of confusion. Slowly she walked to my chair and sat upon the arm as she
gently took the picture form my embrace.
"Where was it taken grandma?"
"Manhattan dear. Manhattan, New York. My home." I stood from the chair and walked over to the book case where I pulled out an old red photo album, and took it back to my seat.
I pulled back the cover, which was torn and dusty to revel more black and white photo's. I gently moved my hands along the pages pointing to pictures and saying names. "There's Pinch, Boy did me and Timber have a ball messing with her hat, she always wore it like that, hanging over one eye." I looked to my granddaughter and smiled, as I flipped the page.
I gently gasped and put my hand to my mouth. "And that why that's none other then Melanie Marie Throckman! But better known to her friends as Bright eyes."
"You mean Grandma that you know Melanie Marie Throckman, the famous Broadway star?"
I laughed a little. "Indeed I did know her" water flooded my eyes. "But it's been a long time now Andrianne, decades even." I flipped the pages a few more times as the memories came back to me. I finally stopped on the last page. There was a picture in every corner. I started with the top left one.
"That" I pointed. "That is Cowboy Kelly, The Youngest and most respected cowboy in all of New York, or at least we use to imagine. Always said someday it would come true in Santa Fe, and if I had to bet I'd put my money on it." She gave me a smile as she pointed to the next picture. "And her?"
I moved my eyes to the next picture and grinned. "That's my Twin" I stated.
"But you don't have a twin"
" Well, by birth you are right, I don't have a twin. However in my heart I do, her name was Andrianne DeMarco, or Timber, and that's who you're named after. She was a great person and you should be proud." I put my arm around her and gave her a hug. "You would make her proud."
"But I thought I was named after grandma"
"Oh you are dear. Who do you think your grandma was named after?" I smiled and went on.
" Can't forget Firefly, no not Firefly." I pointed to the next picture. "God some days I still sit and wonder what it would be like if she was still around. She would probably be sitting across from me right now, helping me share the memories, helping me pass them on to you. I miss her so much" I wiped my eyes, trying to hide the pain and moved on to the last picture.
"Now this one right down here, This Blonde boy, well that was my first love. Spot Colon the toughest and most feared newsie in New York, but we knew the man behind the power, heck we knew him before he had the power. Back then he was plain old Michael. You just couldn't leave him and Fire in the same room alone."
I gently lifted the plastic to place the picture of all five us in the middle when she spoke up. "But grandma if Timber was your Twin and Spot your first love, then where are they? Why didn't you marry Spot? What happened to Firefly and why don't you know if Cowboy Kelly became famous?"
I gave a slight chuckle as I closed the flap to the photo album page. "That my dear is a long story and an amazing adventure."
"Will you tell me grandma?"
"Of course I will dear."
FireFly: My Love! I've missed you so much! I left you lots of messages in your melo I thought that you didn't like me anymore cause you never answered back! :P LOVE YA!
Trigger/SnitchsLins: Thank you so much! I love all your stupid stuff it makes me happy and want to write more!
Tovah: Thank you! at least I know someone went to read my fic from the NML lol! I'm so glad you like it :P hope you cont. to read and review it!
Kane: Thank YoU Thank YoU Thank YoU!! I update just for people like you :)
Not as many people review this time as they did last time but that's okay cause you guys who did rock my world!
Chapter Two:
" another day is going by
I'm thinking about you all the time"
-Simple Plan
"Like Aunt Rose and Uncle Sam?" she asked me
I smiled as her look grew to one of confusion. Slowly she walked to my chair and sat upon the arm as she
gently took the picture form my embrace.
"Where was it taken grandma?"
"Manhattan dear. Manhattan, New York. My home." I stood from the chair and walked over to the book case where I pulled out an old red photo album, and took it back to my seat.
I pulled back the cover, which was torn and dusty to revel more black and white photo's. I gently moved my hands along the pages pointing to pictures and saying names. "There's Pinch, Boy did me and Timber have a ball messing with her hat, she always wore it like that, hanging over one eye." I looked to my granddaughter and smiled, as I flipped the page.
I gently gasped and put my hand to my mouth. "And that why that's none other then Melanie Marie Throckman! But better known to her friends as Bright eyes."
"You mean Grandma that you know Melanie Marie Throckman, the famous Broadway star?"
I laughed a little. "Indeed I did know her" water flooded my eyes. "But it's been a long time now Andrianne, decades even." I flipped the pages a few more times as the memories came back to me. I finally stopped on the last page. There was a picture in every corner. I started with the top left one.
"That" I pointed. "That is Cowboy Kelly, The Youngest and most respected cowboy in all of New York, or at least we use to imagine. Always said someday it would come true in Santa Fe, and if I had to bet I'd put my money on it." She gave me a smile as she pointed to the next picture. "And her?"
I moved my eyes to the next picture and grinned. "That's my Twin" I stated.
"But you don't have a twin"
" Well, by birth you are right, I don't have a twin. However in my heart I do, her name was Andrianne DeMarco, or Timber, and that's who you're named after. She was a great person and you should be proud." I put my arm around her and gave her a hug. "You would make her proud."
"But I thought I was named after grandma"
"Oh you are dear. Who do you think your grandma was named after?" I smiled and went on.
" Can't forget Firefly, no not Firefly." I pointed to the next picture. "God some days I still sit and wonder what it would be like if she was still around. She would probably be sitting across from me right now, helping me share the memories, helping me pass them on to you. I miss her so much" I wiped my eyes, trying to hide the pain and moved on to the last picture.
"Now this one right down here, This Blonde boy, well that was my first love. Spot Colon the toughest and most feared newsie in New York, but we knew the man behind the power, heck we knew him before he had the power. Back then he was plain old Michael. You just couldn't leave him and Fire in the same room alone."
I gently lifted the plastic to place the picture of all five us in the middle when she spoke up. "But grandma if Timber was your Twin and Spot your first love, then where are they? Why didn't you marry Spot? What happened to Firefly and why don't you know if Cowboy Kelly became famous?"
I gave a slight chuckle as I closed the flap to the photo album page. "That my dear is a long story and an amazing adventure."
"Will you tell me grandma?"
"Of course I will dear."