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"I can't believe my kids are graduated," said Reba as she walked into the kitchen. Van and Cheyenne walked in behind her, finding Kyra sitting at island.
"Its barely been a day, of course you can't believe it," said Kyra. Reba rolled her eyes slightly.
"Where's your brother?" she asked.
"Which one? The annoying one or the one I actually like?"
"Cole," said Reba. Kyra stood and walked to the refrigerator.
"He's up in the attic," she said. Reba sat her purse on the island before she made her way upstairs. At the top, she found Cole sitting on a box while looking out a window.
"Whatchya doin?" she asked.
"Waiting for the right moment, did you know you can see dad's house out this window?" asked Cole.
"Oh, I know all too well," came the reply. Reba knelt next to Cole and looked at him.
"You know, I'm still having a hard time believing that my twins are graduating," she said.
"You think your having a hard time? I still cant believe that I actually managed to actually graduate," said Cole as he picked up the BB gun and took aim out the window. After a moment, he squeezed the trigger, and the gun discharged with a loud pop. From outside the window came a squeal as the metal ball made contact with Barbra Jean.
"Did you just shoot Barbra Jean with that?" asked Reba as she looked out the window, a grin forming on her face.
"Yep, nailed her good too," came the reply as he sat the BB gun down.
"I've been meaning to do that ever since Kyra moved in with your father," said Reba as she watched Barbra squirm on the ground.
"Really? Cause I've been wanting to do it since I got here," said Cole.
"I kinda figured that. What did you do to those BBs to make her squirm so much?"
"Hit a nerve running down the back of the leg, makes you lock up in pain for about a minute or so." Reba smiled slightly, pride in her child radiating.
"So do you have a plan for what you're going to do next?" she asked. Cole shrugged slightly.
"Make myself a sandwich and wait for Barbra Jean so I can see what other nerves I can hit," he said simply. Reba rolled her eyes.
"I mean now that you're out of high school," she said. Cole leaned forward and rested his chin on his palm.
"Kyra asked me to help her write lyrics for her band, so I guess that I'm gonna do that," said Cole. Reba looked at him with a look he had seen her give to all of his siblings but Jake. But before she could speak, he raised his hand and stopped her.
"The first thing you learn, both on the streets and in this family, is that family sticks together, regardless of the consequences," he said. Reba sighed and rapped her son in a hug.
"You may not have gotten to see this family when it was a whole, but I hope that what you did get to experience is enough for you," she said.
"It was worth every moment of it," said Cole as Reba released him. With a sigh, Reba reached behind her and brought up his pad.
"I think, that if your writing lyrics with your musician of a sister, you're going to need some paper to write," she said as she stood and started to walk back down stairs. She suddenly stopped and looked back at him.
"Oh by the way; one song you wrote, the one about the single mom and roots in the past, it was very good. I may even use it myself," she said before she disappeared. Cole smiled slightly as he looked down the pad in his hands, looking at his future. Glancing up, he watched as the sun began to sink into the west, and the thought image of a cowboy riding off into a sunset came into his mind.
With his smile growing, Cole stared into the red disk, and knew that he and everyone else in the family was happy. Standing, he turned and walked down the stairs, and towards his future.
Well here it is, the of the story. If you really liked this one and want another, just let me know. I just may write a sequel if you really want it. But until then, I've hit the wall with ideas. Thank you all for reading and reviewing.
Long days and Pleasant nights to you all,
Jack.