༯ 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟏 | 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐋𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐙 𝐏𝐓 𝐈

𝐋𝐨𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐬, 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐚
𝐂𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐚 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑, 𝐌𝐢𝐝 𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫

A rich aroma of what smelled like cherry pie filled my nose as I awaited who was once America's rocking sweetheart. A tight knot in my stomach formed due to the nerves of meeting possibly one of my top idols in the world.

From icons like Meryl Streep, Madonna & Chita Rivera, this one was different. Interviewing big names in the industry wasn't any new cup of tea, but this one was special. A unique & down to earth woman who was just upstairs waiting for me. An older man, who looked to be in his late twenties approached me with a cup of hot tea, "Mom will be with you in a few seconds" to call the queen of a rock star's wives mom must've been truly inspiring.

The house was as big as a school & that was just the front half. From the decor to the tiniest bit of paint, everything looked perfect & not a speck of crumbs or a smudge on the floor or coffee tables. Which too were as extravagant as the rest of the home.

After a while's wait, I could hear ruckus at the top of the long & elegant staircase that stood beautifully in the middle of her home. It had gold accents & marble rails. It was to die for. The boy from before awaited down the steps for his sister, the famous twins. The two would travel everywhere their parents went & took on the name of Siamese Rockets due to their intense appearance at every show their father or mother went on.

The sister was guiding the hand of her mother. An older woman with long gray curls, a black turtle-neck, a black silk skirt & and a pair of brown bamboo earrings walked gracefully down each step. Hand in hand with her child, her son lifted his hand for her, helping her down the last steps. "Jesus I'm not 80 yet" she laughed at the attempts to help her as if she was older. She never denied her children's help, but often made a fuss whenever they tried to treat her as an old lady.

I couldn't help but sit in awe. She hadn't noticed my presence yet as she was busy snuggling her twins with kisses. I tried to hold back my giggle at seeing the woman I always dreamed of meeting face to face doing what many people in the world, both famous & non, said she was like in person. A lover.

That much was true. From my giggle, her eyes were now dead set on me. My heart was thumping at a pace it had never been before. It wasn't nerves but like meeting a god.

"You must be Vivian" seeing her from this angle was like seeing an angel in real form. She hadn't aged a day since. Nothing changed, except for her clothing, of course. She was known for her killer body & revealing chic clothing. Now she was dressed like a teacher, but in a weird way only she could pull it off.

I stood up from my seat, she began to walk closer. At this distance I wanted to jump and hug her, but I knew my place "Yes & it's an honor truly Mrs. Lynott" she shook my hand softly. Her hands were soft and warm, she was very welcoming.