Hi everyone : ) I'm very excited for this chapter since it's the first major example of Emma changing some events to the timeline. Plus it introduces a couple of important characters into the story, which is great because it means that as we progress further and further I can explore the butterfly effect more and more : )

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Anyway, please remember that Once Upon A Time is not mine, and I hope you enjoy this chapter : )

Reawakened

Emma was crossing the Rabbit Hole's car park when she first noticed the figure of a man leaning against her yellow bug.

She stopped in her tracks and narrowed her eyes. She tried to get a look at the person's face, but she was too far away and it was too dark.

Was somebody trying to steal her car?

Like hell was she going to let that happen!

"Hey!" she yelled, making the figure jump, "What are you doing to my car?!"

She sped across the car park, only to falter as the guy's face came into view.

Emma's heart clenched in pain.

Her stomach dropped out from under her.

A chill ran down her spine.

Of course, it just had to be him.

Graham.

She couldn't help but groan.

Emma knew she couldn't avoid running into him forever, especially since it seemed very likely now that she'd be staying in this time. But she had hoped to have had some time to prepare herself for it, both mentally and emotionally.

Seeing somebody that you cared for die was painful enough, but to suddenly have them alive in front of you again...

Well, it was nerve-racking if nothing else.

"You can relax" Graham chuckled in that warm voice of his, "I'm not here to give you a ticket".

Emma tried her best not to close her eyes in despair.

God she had missed that voice so much.

But what the hell was she going to do?!

How was she supposed to approach this?

It wasn't like she'd ever had to deal with something like this before, but Emma knew she couldn't avoid having this conversation.

If she was going to blend in during this time and not raise any suspicions, she was just going to have to get past her heartache over Graham, and figure out a way of being around him again without constantly feeling the urge to freak out.

So steeling her nerves and closing off her emotions, Emma slowly approached him.

Graham smiled down at her kindly.

Emma's new-found resolve threatened to shatter.

It was just so good to see him alive again when it should have been impossible.

"S-so what are you doing?" she found herself asking.

She was impressed by how level she managed to keep her voice.

"Well, I was on my nightly patrol, and I happened to see your car parked here" Graham explained, "I figured since we didn't have the chance to introduce ourselves back at Regina's place that I'd wait and say hi. I like to know the people staying in town after all. I'm Graham, by the way, Sheriff Graham Humbert".

"Emma" Emma forced a smile for him, "Emma Swan".

"A pleasure to meet you" Graham returned her smile, "So how'd it go with Regina? She didn't seem all too pleased to see you".

Emma swallowed back the lump forming in her throat.

This was just so hard.

Trying to have a conversation with him when all she really wanted to do was hug him tightly and cry over a loss that hadn't even happened yet.

But she knew that doing so would be utterly ridiculous.

And quite possibly get her arrested.

So pulling herself together, Emma tried to keep her voice as composed as possible.

"Well, you can kind of see why" Emma shrugged for appearance's sake, "She's been Henry's mother for ten years. She's bound to feel threatened by being confronted with his birth mother".

"Fair enough" Graham agreed she had a point, "Is that why you needed to stiff drink?"

He nodded towards the Rabbit Hole.

"Something like that" she lied.

It wasn't like she could tell him the real reason she'd needed a drink after all.

"Maybe you should think about spending the night then" Graham suggested.

Emma's eyebrows flew up her forehead.

After a beat, Graham's eyes widened and he blushed.

"I-I meant here in Storybrooke!" he gasped out, embarrassed, "Not with me! I didn't mean it like that!"

Emma knew that she probably shouldn't, but she couldn't help it.

She let out a long hard laugh.

God, she'd forgotten just how useless Graham was when it came to women.

He was just so damn funny, cute, and sweet though.

"Don't worry about it" she shook her head fondly, "I know what you meant".

"Good" Graham sighed in relief, although he was still blushing "I only said that because I know how strong the Rabbit Hole makes its drinks. I'd hate to get out the breathalyser".

"Even if I was planning on going back to Boston, I only had one drink" Emma smirked up at him, "And I weigh... well, I'm not gonna tell you that. But the point is right now I'd blow a 0.6 - well below the limit".

The more they talked, the more the knot in Emma's stomach eased up.

Maybe this would be easier than she'd originally thought, being around Graham again.

A girl could hope if nothing else.

Graham chuckled, before looking at her thoughtfully.

"You said 'if you were planning on going back to Boston'" he observed, "Does that mean you're sticking around?"

"For the time being, yeah" Emma nodded, "It just doesn't feel right, leaving Henry all over again".

"He is a sweet boy" Graham smiled, "Well if you're planning on staying, you should go to Granny's. It's a lovely place for a small town like Storybrooke".

"I will, thank you" Emma smiled up at him.

Graham stepped away from Emma's bug, and like a true gentleman, opened the car door for her.

Smirking, Emma got in and closed the door, before winding down the window.

"Drive safe, and maybe I'll see you around some time" Graham said kindly.

"Yeah, maybe" Emma smiled softly.

Starting the car, Emma drove away, watching Graham intently in her rear-view mirror.

God, she had missed him.

Even though so much had happened, Emma had never forgotten about Graham and what had happened to him. Nor the pain his passing had left her with.

Emma didn't count the year she'd spent in New York since forgetting him then hadn't been of her own accord.

But she still loved him to this very day.

The only problem was, now she found herself falling for Hook as well.

Emma's heart clenched in pain again.

Would she one day be forced to choose between the two of them?

She certainly hoped not.

God, this was all such a mess.

All she wanted to do was get to Granny's and go to sleep.

But as that thought entered her head, another problem presented itself to her.

In the original timeline, when Emma had first gone to Granny's - which should have been tomorrow night - Emma had ran into Gold, and his memories had been restore upon hearing her name.

Not that Emma had known that at the time.

But if Emma went there tonight instead though, then that encounter would never happen, meaning Gold's memories of being Rumplestiltskin would not be restored to him.

Emma bit her lip thoughtfully.

Although it was tempting to keep Rumplestiltskin trapped under the curse of being Mr Gold, to keep him from causing her any trouble, Emma wasn't sure that was good idea.

Sure, he was always scheming and interfering with the people around him, but he had actually been quite a useful asset to Emma during the first curse.

He'd helped her gain the position of Sheriff, and Emma hadn't forgotten that.

An exhausted sigh slipped her lips.

No.

As much as Emma was loathed to admit it, she knew that Rumple need to be reawakened.

He'd played too big of a hand in the original timeline to remain being Mr Gold.

But how was she supposed to do it?

She supposed she could just spend the night in her car and allow the original events to play out naturally. It wasn't a tempting prospect though.

After everything she'd suffered through today, she really just wanted a bed.

Plus there was also the fact that she'd just told Graham she'd be spending the night at Granny's, meaning that if he found out she hadn't, it would raise questions and quite possibly suspicion, which would draw a lot of unwanted attention onto Emma.

Attention was the last thing she wanted right now.

She had to remain under everybody's radar if she didn't want to mess up time itself.

Maybe she could orchestrate events so that she'd run into him whilst he was collecting the rent tomorrow.

But Emma didn't like the idea of waking Rumplestiltskin up in the presence of other people. Events were changing all the time around her, so it was entirely possible that those events would change too.

Emma wasn't willing to risk others being caught up in something like that.

This was her mess, so it was her responsibility to clean it up.

No.

She needed a way of getting Gold on his own so she could wake him up from his cursed persona without anyone else getting in the way.

Obviously his shop would be the best place to do it privately, but what would her reason for going there be?

Emma smirked as an answer came to her.

She was 'new' in town, meaning that although she knew the place inside out, she couldn't allow anyone to catch on to that little fact about her.

Which meant that she had a legitimate reason for going to Gold's shop.

She could go there, and pretend to ask for directions to Granny's inn. It would look real enough to anyone with a suspicious mind, but it would also allow her to wake Rumple up in private.

Emma nodded to herself.

It seemed to be a solid enough plan, and definitely the best option available to her at the moment.

But it did mean she'd have to put it into action immediately.

Emma groaned but forced herself to change the car's direction so that she was heading towards the pawn shop instead of the inn.

Maybe at some point tonight she'd finally get the sweet release of sleep.

She had a feeling it was still a while off yet though.

Emma paused outside of the pawn shop.

A unsettling feeling was bubbling in her stomach, and once again she found herself questioning whether or not her plan was a good one.

Waking up Rumplestiltskin from his cursed persona wasn't something she could afford to take lightly after all.

But Emma could see no other choice.

Regardless of the fact that Emma didn't always approve of Rumple's methods, she couldn't deny that he had been useful in the original timeline when the curse was in place.

Of course, he'd only been so useful so that he could get what he wanted, but still, he was a useful asset, one Emma doubted she could afford to do without, despite how much she wished she could.

Plus it wasn't like she could avoid running into the man forever.

Storybrooke was a small town, meaning it was only a matter of time before their paths crossed.

It was better for Emma to do this here and now, on her own terms.

Nodding to herself as she became more confident in her assessment of the situation, Emma squared her shoulders, mentally braced herself, before she entered the pawn shop.

Emma found it to be empty.

She arched an eyebrow, realising that Gold must be in the back room.

Deciding to use this time wisely to have a subtle look around, Emma allowed her eyes to wander across some of the many objects and knick-knacks that were on display.

There were all sorts of things, some of which Emma recognised.

A collection of eight beer steins that Emma was certain belonged to the seven dwarves and their deceased brother Stealthy.

A magnifying glass she'd seen in Henry's book as a means for Jiminy Cricket to be seen during council meetings.

A wicker basket that Emma knew for a fact that Red Riding Hood had used to carry food in.

All sorts of things that didn't belong to Gold, and weren't his to sell.

Emma frowned at that thought.

It had never really occurred to her before that the curse had stolen so many personal belongings from the townspeople and dumped them all in Gold's shop.

Belongings he'd probably force the people to buy back.

Emma shook the thought away.

Now wasn't the time for such things. She had much bigger problems to worry about.

Looking around once more, a soft gasp escaped her lips.

Hanging from the ceiling was a mobile.

Her mobile.

Emma walked over to it, gently touching one of the small glass unicorns.

She could still remember her mother looking at that mobile when they'd been trying to stop Peter Pan.

Snow's eyes had been haunted with pain and longing.

Emma's heart clenched in pain when she remembered that her mother didn't even know she had a daughter right now, or that Emma even existed at all.

She suddenly found the hatred she'd been harbouring for Zelena boiling to new levels.

This was all that bitch's fault after all.

If she hadn't been so desperate to change the past, Emma wouldn't be going through any of this crap right now. But still, Emma knew that if that hadn't happened, she wouldn't be getting this second chance.

And in her eyes, this second chance was worth the pain.

Zelena was still going to get a good punch in the face for this though.

"Charming" a soft voice said.

Emma gasped and whirled around in surprise.

She swallowed the lump in her throat.

There he was, the man himself.

Rumplestiltskin - or in this cursed state - Mr Gold.

Emma quickly ran through her plan in her head again, needing this to run as smoothly as possible.

Despite how much she hated it, Rumplestiltskin needed to be reawakened.

So steeling her nerves, Emma proceeded to put her plan into action.

"Excuse me?" she pretended to play dumb.

"The mobile" Gold clarified, "Isn't it charming?"

"I like it" Emma nodded politely.

"Exquisitely designed and masterfully crafted" Gold continued, eyes on the glistening unicorns, "I could get it down if you like".

Emma wasn't sure she was ready for that.

Whilst she'd love to reclaim the mobile that should have been her's since birth, it would look far too suspicious in the future if her parents caught her with it when she shouldn't even know about it yet.

No.

As painful as it was, for now, the mobile had to stay where it was.

Maybe one day she'd get it back though.

"No, that's okay" Emma declined, not wanting to deviate from her plan, "I'm sorry but I didn't actually come in here to buy anything".

"Oh" Gold looked surprised and a little disappointed.

"Yeah" Emma pressed on before he could throw her out for wasting his time, "I'm sorry, I know this isn't a tourist office, but I was hoping you could give me directions. You see, I'm new in town..."

"Yes, I know" Gold nodded in agreement, "Since I own this town, I know all the residents in it".

"You own the town?" Emma pretended to act shocked.

"I most certainly do" Gold said, a hint of smugness in his tone, "Now, where are you trying to get to?"

"Well you see, the Sheriff mentioned that I could get a room at a place called Granny's" Emma explained, "Unfortunately though, he didn't tell me where I could find the place".

Gold scrutinised her carefully, and Emma resisted the urge to gulp.

Had he caught onto her lie?

"How terribly forgetful of him" Gold eventually shook his head.

Emma had to work hard not to sigh in relief.

"Yeah, seems to be something of a problem in this place" Emma couldn't resist commenting.

"Excuse me?" Gold blinked in confusion.

"People forgetting things" Emma smiled at him, "Anyway, do you know how I can get there?"

"I do" Gold confirmed, picking up one of his business cards and a pen, "The rent on that place is due tomorrow, so maybe I'll see you there".

"Probably" Emma nodded.

Gold jotted down the directions to the place Emma already knew how to get to on the back of the card, which he handed to her when he was finished.

"Thank you so much... Mr Gold, the sign said, didn't it?" Emma 'asked' for appearance's sake.

"Robert Gold, yes" Gold confirmed.

Emma was actually quite surprised when he said that.

She'd never paid any attention to it before, but she'd never known Gold's curse persona's first name in the original timeline.

"I didn't catch your name, Miss...?" Gold continued.

Emma quickly hid her surprise over his name as she mentally prepared herself.

This was it.

The moment her plan would all come together.

And Rumplestiltskin was about to get one hell of a wake up call.

"Swan" Emma replied, trying to keep her voice natural as to not give anything away, "Emma Swan".

The effect was immediate.

The hazy quality in Gold's eyes - the same clouded over look in every cursed person's eyes - immediate faded and they sharpened into clarify.

He swayed ever so slightly on the spot as a wave of memories from a forgotten life came back to him all at once.

It only lasted a second, but it was long enough.

Rumplestiltskin was back.

Emma suppressed a shiver, and instead kept her hawk-like gaze focused on the man before her.

"Emma..." he said slowly, his tone a little colder and more sinister now that Rumple was back to his old self again, "What a lovely name".

Credit given where it was due, Gold certainly hid it well; regaining his true identity. If Emma hadn't known to expect it, she wouldn't have thought anything was amiss.

But that was exactly how he'd gotten away with it in the original timeline, wasn't it?

"Thank you" Emma forced her voice to be level.

She couldn't afford to have Rumple suspecting anything off about her after all. If he did, he might start working against her as she tried to better their future.

And Emma wouldn't let that happen.

She couldn't afford to let that happen.

No, for once she was going to be the one ahead of the game, and this time around, she was going to be the winner instead of the one that lost everything all the time.

"Anyway, I should probably go to Granny's" Emma forced a polite smile, "It's getting late after all".

"Indeed it is" Gold smirked, and Emma shivered again, "Do enjoy your stay".

Nodding, Emma turned and was about to exit the shop, when a particular object in one of the glass display cabinets caught her eye.

Emma froze in her tracks, and was forced to swallow hard to avoid gasping out loud.

She knew she couldn't allow her surprise to show on her face in Gold's presence, but she couldn't seem to tear her eyes away.

The object was a hook.

A silver hook that would've been used in the riggings of a ship's sails.

But it wasn't just any old hook.

Oh no.

It was the hook that formed Killian's moniker.

His hook.

Emma bit her lip anxiously.

When Killian woke up from being Wade and found out that his hook was now in his arch-enemy's pawn shop, he was going to be pissed.

"See something you like?" Rumple asked from behind her.

Emma turned to him, wondering if he'd already realised exactly what it was that had drawn her attention.

She wondered what to do.

Emma knew that if she called him out on having Killian's hook, then he'd know that she knew all about the Enchanted Forest and magic. And that would lead to all kinds of complicated and difficult questions.

Questions she wouldn't be able to answer without raising even more awkward questions.

And now certainly wasn't the right time to put Rumple in the picture.

So forcing herself to act normal, Emma plastered on what she hoped was a convincing smile.

"No" she shook her head, "I thought I recognised one of the items in your display, but it isn't what I thought it was. It was just my imagination".

Gold didn't appear to believe her lie.

"I see..." he said slowly, obviously not sure how to react, "Well, goodnight Miss Swan".

"Goodnight, Mr Gold" Emma returned.

She then turned and hurried out of the pawn shop, allowing a small sigh of relief to escape her once she was back on the street and had closed the door.

That had been a little too close for comfort.

Still, it had gone smoother than she'd expected, and despite the fact that the timeline had ever so slightly been altered yet again, at least it was still intact for the meantime.

And hell, she should be happy.

Her plan had been a complete success.

The only problem now though, was what the hell was she going to do about Hook's hook?

Emma couldn't just let Rumple keep it after all.

It was a part of her pirate.

A part of who he was.

Rumple had already taken enough from him.

She supposed she could just buy the Hook off of Gold at some point, but she'd have to plan it carefully.

Emma shook the thought away.

Whilst Hook was still trapped under his cursed persona of Wade Rogers, the hook really wasn't a big deal in the grand scheme of things.

Plus Emma had just about had enough for one day.

She was just about ready to collapse where she stood.

With that thought in mind, she decided it was high-time for her to get some well-earned rest, and figure out the rest of this shit-storm in the morning when she'd had some sleep.

A small part of her was still hoping that this was just a bizarre dream after all.

Forcing her legs to move against their will, Emma headed towards the spot where her yellow bug was parked.

Exhaustion was creeping up on her.

Not needing Gold's directions to get to Granny's, Emma drove across the town, parked her car, and walked up the pathway to the quaint little inn.

As she approached the door, she heard muffled voices yelling from inside.

Emma raised an eyebrow, wondering what was happening.

Not wasting a second with hestitation, Emma pushed open the door and entered the inn.

The source of the yelling quickly became apparent.

"I won't have you disgracing the business I bent over backwards to build-up by dressing like some harlot!" Granny's voice stormed from upstairs.

Her voice was loud enough to cause some dust to fall from the ceiling.

Ruby, who was sitting behind the welcome counter, rolled her eyes in annoyance. She hadn't even noticed Emma enter, so wrapped up in the argument she was having.

"I won't put that uniform on Granny" Ruby yelled back, "No way in hell!"

Emma smirked in amusement.

She'd forgotten just how much Ruby and Granny had loved to bicker whilst the curse was in place.

"You will if you want to keep your job girl!" Granny's voice replied as she moved about upstairs, "You work for me, and that means I make the rules. Now go and change".

"Whatever" Ruby scoffed, before adding under her breath, "Miserable old bitch".

Simply out of mild curiosity, Emma allowed her eyes to wander over Ruby's outfit.

The blonde almost did a double-take.

Ruby was dressed in an almost indecently-tight red outfit that clung to her curves in all the right places. Her leather boots had dozens of buckles on them, and extended up to above her knees. She wore a black belt with silver chains attached to it around her midriff, and a tight leather jacket hung around her shoulders. Her hair - which had the red extensions in it again - hung in bunches around her face, which was dolled up with far too much make-up for Emma's taste.

All she really needed now was whip.

Emma let out a low whistle.

She'd forgotten just how... well, for lack of a better word, slutty, Ruby had dressed during this time period.

Whilst she wasn't as close to the girl as she had been with Mary Margaret during the curse, Emma still considered Ruby one of her friends, but they'd become better friends after Ruby had matured from her time as Emma's assistant.

So to see her back in this state again, it was a little disheartening to the saviour.

It felt like all the work she'd done to get everyone their happy endings had all been undone.

But if Emma could help the people once, she could do it again.

And she would.

She'd save them all.

Emma stepped up to the counter, catching Ruby's attention for the first time.

"Hello" the blonde woman greeted politely, "I'd like a room".

Ruby blinked in surprise.

Emma couldn't blame her considering that nobody new ever came to Storybrooke.

"Err... sure" Ruby pulled herself together, "Forest or Square view? Normally there's an upgrade fee for the square view, but since old tight-arse up there has been on my case all my life, I'm happy to let you have it without the extra fee just to piss her off" she finished, glowered at the ceiling.

Emma couldn't help but laugh.

"She can't be all that bad" Emma chuckled.

"Oh, she is" Ruby scowled, "You haven't met her. Or have you? Sorry, but I don't recognise you as someone from Storybrooke".

"That's because I just arrived here tonight" Emma explained, "I'm Emma. Emma Swan".

She held out her hand to shake.

"Ruby Lucas" Ruby smiled at her, shaking her hand, "So what brings you to our quaint little town?"

"Just... I needed to get away from city life" Emma shrugged.

Although she wholly trusted Ruby - not something that she could say about a lot of people - she really didn't feel like getting into it all right now, especially considering she was just meeting Ruby again for the 'first' time.

"Ah" Ruby nodded, "Well you won't find much city life in Storybrooke, that's for sure, but it's nice enough. Anyway, square room? Please say yes so I can rip her off".

Emma laughed again.

"Sure, Square's fine" she nodded.

"Thank you" Ruby grinned.

Ruby picked up the diary on the desk and opened it to a blank page. She began writing in it, before she looked up at Emma again.

"So, how long will you be staying Miss Swan?" the red-clad woman asked.

Emma didn't like hearing one of her friends, even if that friendship hadn't yet been built, call her 'Miss Swan'.

It sounded far too much like Regina and Gold for her liking.

"Please, call me Emma" she said, before smiling, "And I'll be staying indefinitely for now".

"Great" Ruby smiled, writing that down.

She then stood up, took a key off the wall, and handed it to Emma.

"Welcome to Storybrooke" she smiled.

Emma resisted the urge to chuckle at the memory of Granny saying that to her in the last timeline as she took the key.

"Thanks Ruby... is it okay to call you Ruby?" Emma 'checked' for appearance's sake.

"Sure" Ruby nodded with a smile, "Now if you'd like to follow me Emma, I'll show you to your room and get someone to bring your luggage up".

"Oh no, I don't have any" Emma told her.

Ruby looked puzzled at hearing that, but quickly shrugged it off.

"Okay... must make packing for vacations easier if you don't take anything" Ruby joked and Emma laughed.

Ruby then led her to the staircase and up to the the first floor of bedrooms.

Emma noticed that they were heading towards the same room she had stayed in during the last timeline.

Ruby suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Emma asked, concerned.

Ruby was listening hard to something, before she closed her eyes in distain.

Emma reasoned that it was her wolf-hearing at work, even if Ruby didn't have most of her powers during this time.

A door to their right suddenly opened, and out stepped Granny carrying a bundle of sheets from the bed she'd just changed.

She immediately huffed upon seeing her granddaughter.

"I thought I told you to go change" she grumbled.

Ruby glared at her in annoyance.

"I was about to, but we have a new guest, so I was showing her to her room first" Ruby informed her grandmother, "Is that alright with you?"

"Well... obviously" Granny huffed, not impressed by Ruby's attitude, before turning to Emma, "Welcome to Granny's. I'm Granny, the owner, and you are?"

"Emma Swan" Emma 'introduced' herself.

"A pleasure" Granny smiled at her politely, "I'm so sorry about my granddaughter's attire. She hasn't quite grasped the concept of dressing like a respectable person".

"Granny!" Ruby hissed, obviously embarrassed.

Granny just arched an eyebrow at her.

Ruby rolled her eyes.

"I hope you have an enjoyable stay Miss Swan" Granny turned back to her, smiling warmly once again, "And if you need anything, anything at all, don't be afraid to ask".

"Thank you" Emma smiled politely.

Granny nodded, before leaving with the sheets in the direction of the laundry room.

"Sorry about her" Ruby shook her head, "She doesn't realise just how big of a pain in the neck she is".

"It's fine" Emma chuckled.

"Anyway, this will be your room" Ruby indicated the room Emma had stayed in last time.

"Thanks Ruby" Emma smiled, feeling exhausted.

"Any time" Ruby grinned, "Breakfast is served eight until ten, and it'll be in the diner. You can get to it from downstairs".

"Great" Emma forced a tired smile.

"Well, goodnight Emma" Ruby said kindly.

"Goodnight" Emma smiled back.

Once Ruby had walked away, Emma entered her room, locked the door behind her, and kicked off her shoes.

She didn't bother to remove her clothes though.

The blonde was simply too exhausted.

It was understandable after the day she'd just endured after all.

So pulling back the blankets, Emma climbed into the bed.

The saviour was asleep before her head even touched the pillow.

Yay!

So Rumple is back, Emma's had her first new encounter with her deceased ex-boyfriend, and she's met Ruby and Granny again. I was really looking forward to all of these things happening : )

Graham and Ruby are both two of my favourite characters in Once Upon A Time, so I was gutted when Jamie Dornan and Meghan Ory both left the show : (

But this story means that I can explore what would have happened had they both stayed on : ) I'm not even going to try and keep it a secret, Graham will live in this story : )

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and please leave a review telling me your thoughts, ideas, or opinions : )

Until the next time, keep on reading : )