All Too Well (H.S)

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Then I think of the start

And it echoes a spark

And I remember the magic electricity

Then I look in my heart

There's a light in the dark

Still a flicker of hope that you first gave to me

That I wanna keep

Please don't leave

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2 Weeks Later

"You look so pretty, Momma!" I see Phoebe's head pop from the corner of the bathroom door.

"Thank you, baby. Are you all done painting your picture?"

"Mhm, come see?"

I do the last couple things it takes to be all ready before I follow Phoebe into her playroom.

I'm going on a second date with Charlie today. We're going out to a late lunch, that way I'd be able to be home in time to be with Phoebe for dinner and be the one to put her down for bed.

I hate not being able to see her before I fall asleep.

I see her paper attached to her miniature canvas in the corner of the room. Walking up to it, I notice it looks like four stick figures and maybe a dog.

"What did you draw, Phoebs?"

She points to each figure saying out their names, "It's Momma, me, Auntie Maya, Archie, and that's my friend Harry."

"Your friend Harry?" I let out a laugh. "You really like him, huh?"

"Mhm." She nods with a grin.

"What do you like most about him?" I ask. I'm so curious about the way she sees him. Does she feel a connection with him that she wouldn't normally have with other people?

"Harry's so silly. He likes to play Tinkerbell and princesses with me."

"Is that all you like about him?"

"He brought us pretty flowers."

"That was nice of him wasn't it?"

"Yeah and he sings to me on the piano." She nods her head.

"Well he can't be a better singer than me right?"

She just looks at me with a huge smile on her face, refusing to agree with me. Giggles leaving her mouth.

"Riiiight Phoebe?" I ask again. Reaching out my hands, I pick her up and tickle her. "Tell me I sing to you the best."

"Okay, okay! You sing good." She squeals and I put her back down on her feet. "You're so silly, Mommy."

"Do you want to hang it up so you can show Harry when he gets here?" I ask her. I haven't told her he's coming over with Anne to watch her yet. I thought it would be best to wait so I didn't have to listen to her continuously ask when he's going to get here.

"I get to play with Harry again?!" She yells.

"Mhm! Momma's gonna go out with a friend and you get to play with Grandma and Harry!"