Chapter2

Ally was tossing and turning in her fitful sleep. She was dreaming again. Her memories haunting her dream turning it to a distant memory

She was 10 years old again and was with her father listening to him playing the piano. Her father's long, slender fingers played the keys smoothly. He played a familiar melody and little Ally sang along...

Think of me

Think of me fondly

When we've said goodbye

Remember me

Once in a while

Please promise me you'll try

When you find that once again you long to take your heart back and be free

If you ever find a moment

Spare a thought for me...

Her father stopped. "My daughter, you have a wonderful voice." He said, smiling softly. He brushed away the brown, chestnut curls from her face. "I long to take you with me to Paris." Sighing softly, he whispered,"When I'm in heaven, child, I will send the Angel of Music to guide and guard you." Ally looked up to her father in awe. "Daddy, will you be my Angel of Music?" she asked, her innocent face in hope. Her father chuckled and kissed her forehead. "You will never be alone, remember ."

The alarm clock beeped and rang loudly in her ears and Ally woke up, startled. Her eyes felt puffy and she felt her pillow wet with tears. Why doesn't the past just die? Her eyes threatened to let the teardrops fall once again.

Ally sensed herself being watched and turned around to see Brooke watching her with concern. "Are you ok?" Brooke questioned. Ally hastily brushed her tears away. "I'm fine'' Brooke's frown turned into a grin. "Good, start getting dressed because today we are going to Paris!"