Chapter Six

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After a quick shower, Meira got dressed and slipped on her shoes

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After a quick shower, Meira got dressed and slipped on her shoes. She and Jasper headed out to her car, going straight to the memorial the fans had made for Kurt Cobain.

"It's an under the bridge memorial. A lot of fans spray painted and decorated the area to memorialize him." Meira said, when they arrived nearby.

Meira and Jasper could already see a few people standing or sitting under the bridge. With a sigh, Meira grabbed her guitar and headed over towards the bridge. Jasper grasped her hand and squeezed it lightly for support. She smiled at him, as she led him towards the spot she wanted to sit. She could see the fans looking over at her, practically recognizing who she was as soon as they caught a glimpse of her face.

"They're staring." She murmured, and Jasper chuckled.

"You're planning to sing. What do you expect for them to do, Meira?" Jasper commented, causing her to roll her eyes playfully.

She sat down and laid her back against the wall, as Jasper sat next to her. She placed her guitar in her lap, before sparing one more glance at Jasper. He smiled encouragingly at her, as he patted her hand lightly. With a shaky sigh, Meira began to strum the chords of a song she remembered all too well.

When she finished the song, the fans that were around began clapping, as did the other people who had come to hear her sing.

"You're Kurt Cobain's daughter." A girl murmured, as she stared at Meira starstruck.

"Yes, I am. I'm here visiting though, so I need to leave, but thank you all for listening to me and to my dad. I appreciate you all." Meira said, before she and Jasper stood up.

Jasper grasped her hand once again, before she smiled at everyone one more time before leaving. Meira drove Jasper close to the river, before she sat down next to it with Jasper by her side.

"Do you want to sing here?" He asked, and she smiled.

"I think I'll sing the song he use to sing to me when I was little. It was the most out of pocket song if you knew him. He was a rocker, but this song was the song he would sing to me that wasn't at all rock." She said, as she smiled while thinking about the memory of her father singing to her.

"That was adorable, if I do say so myself." He commented, causing her to grin.

"Want to head over to the house?" She asked, as she stood to her feet,"I'm calling the owner on the way." She said, and he nodded.

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