"Can you see it, Megan?" Drake asked suddenly. Megan didn't have the foggiest idea to what Drake was talking about.

"See what?" Megan asked very unsure of where this was going. Drake continued to gaze out at the river.

"See the beauty here." Drake replied softly. Megan wasn't sure what to say. She didn't want to insult her brother but this wasn't the nicest spot in the world. In fact he couldn't really spot whatever beauty Drake was talking about.

"Not really." Megan said deciding to go with honesty for now.

"I didn't think you would." Drake commented softly. "Not many people do." Megan stared at her brother for a few seconds trying to decide whether or not this was a joke to try and cheer her up. Drake's face was serious and he didn't try to add any humor to the situation. But how could he be serious about this place being beautiful? It was downright dingy.

"Look over there." Drake told her suddenly as he pointed to the houses across the river. For a few seconds Megan stared across the river. She saw a small shabby house.

"What am I looking at?" Megan asked getting slightly annoyed.

"The way the roof is slightly tilted. It makes the house look crooked almost. It looks like something you would see in a children's story book. The poor hero's house before he does whatever brave deed he's going to do. And the little garden out the back. Whoever lives there must spend a lot of time in that garden. It's been taken care of really well." Brian pointed out. Megan was completely stunned. How could Drake notice all that when the most important things in his life was girls and music?

"There's a little girl and boy playing out back too. They look like they're building something." Drake continued. "And that park over there, it looks a little like the park back in Kentucky that dad would take us too when we visited Grammy and Grampy Parker. You're probably too young to remember. See how the trees form a little circle pattern near the water?"

"I guess." Megan mumbled still confused at how this was beautiful. The way Drake described it made the area seem nicer but still, it was a dull scene.

"Drake, why did you bring me here? What's the point of this?" Megan asked gesturing around her. Drake sighed before he spoke as if gathering his thoughts.

"I wanted to show you what's all around you, Megan. I wanted to show you how much beauty is everywhere." He replied.

"Drake, no offense, but this is not beautiful. This is a dirty river and a house, not exactly the best place in the world." Megan told him. A small sad smile slowly spread across Drake's face.

"4 years ago I wouldn't have thought so either." Drake replied in almost a whisper. Megan suddenly noticed how sincere her brother was about this and got curious as to why he thought so much about this dull piece of land.

"Why not? What changed?" Megan asked, trying to soften her almost impatient tone. She had promised himself she wouldn't push Drake away too and wasn't about to break that promise now.

"It was right after dad's funeral." Drake began, his voice almost shaking as if he didn't like to remember the experience. "A lot of people came over afterwards and I was so sick of them coming up to me telling me how sorry they were. I just wanted to be left alone. I just wanted my father back." Drake paused and glanced at the river once more.

"I grabbed my guitar from my room and just took off. I didn't want to be around anyone. I found this place while I was walking and I sat down on this very bench strumming on my guitar thinking."

"I was sitting there and trying to, I don't know, trying to come to terms with everything I guess and I just...just noticed what a beautiful day it was out. I noticed how green the grass was and how amazing everything around me was. How amazing the little things we see everyday are. How amazing the things I always overlooked are. My friends, my family. I learned not to take anything for granted. That day I came to terms with dad's death and felt at peace with his passing." Drake let out a sigh as he finished.

Drake was sharing something with Megan that he had all to himself before. It had been part of him, and him alone, and now part of it was gone in a very small way. But at the same time he was very glad to share it with her, his little sister, and that made it so much better. Sharing it multiplied the beauty ten fold. Drake waited for Megan to respond. A silence fell between them. Drake looked at Megan to find her staring intently across the river, hoping to see what Drake was describing. A very small smile graced Megan's features for a second. She turned to her brother, for the first time in months a there was a very small sparkle in his eyes again. It was tiny, but it was there.

"I see it. I do see it. But there's something..." Megan paused as the smile fell from her face. "But something is missing. I can't see it the way you can. Something isn't right and I don't know what it is, what I lost." Megan closed her eyes as a single tear ran slowly down her cheek.

"You'll find it, Megs. I know you will." Drake said as he got up. Megan grabbed his arm and Drake turned to look at her. His heart soared as he looked at Megan. The sparkle was still there, however tiny it was back and Drake vowed he would do everything in his power to make sure it never left again.

"Stay here, for awhile longer. Stay with me, please." Megan asked softy. Drake sat back down silently and they watched the river pass by. Megan looked to her brother as he gazed over the river intently. No one ever gave Drake enough credit. Sure he was a boob who would rather study girls than actually study but deep down he was a sensitive guy.

"Do you really think I can find it?" Megan finally whispered looking down at the ground. Drake made sure she was looking at him before he spoke.

"Yes, I do. I know you can and I'll do whatever you need to help you find it." Drake replied in utter seriousness. He quickly wrapped Megan in a hug as she cried soft tears of gratitude.

"Thank you. Thank you."