Sweet Silver Lining (A Norman Reedus Love Story)

Chapter 31

ITS NORMANS BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hello readers, I know that it has been such a long time. I started working at the Postal Service in April and everything was fine until a month into it 3 employees quit and 1 person moved up in the company. That opened a lot of hours and my boss had no problem giving as many to me as he possibly could. As I'm sure some of you know the Postal Service gets super busy starting in November because of Christmas. I was working 150 hours in two weeks and I never had a day off in December. I am starting to be able to feel normal again.

I know you guys probably think that I'm just rambling a bunch of excuses right now. But honestly it has been brutal. My boss still hasn't hired any extra help and it's been months. So until then please just bear with me. I have been working 12 hour shifts and then coming home and instantly falling asleep.

I feel like I haven't seen my child either. She's 1 now and it's hard to believe how much she's growing.

Thank you for 52,000 reads, 2,000 votes, and 14 comments on the last chapter. I want to thank everyone for the continued love and support and I hope you continue to stick with me. I know it's been a while but I'm hoping to finally get some things back to normal around here.

Here's the next chapter, Nords. You may need to go back and reread to refresh your memories but I hope you enjoy it!

Reedus kisses for everyone! Xxxxxxxxxxx

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Norman and I ended up at a hole in the wall restaurant that was in the middle of nowhere. It was quiet and the food was delicious. People weren't bothering us. It was almost like they didn't know who we were at all. They kept to themselves at their own tables in the own conversation.

Every once in a while our waitress would come and check on us to refill our drinks or ask if we wanted anything else. "Look," Norman said finally breaking the silence between us. He was pointing behind me with his fork. I turned around to see a small stage only big enough to fit maybe two people. There was an acoustic guitar and a small keyboard sitting up there.

Beside the stage a sign that read Open Mic Night in big letters. I turned around and looked at Norman who had a smile on his face. "Oh no, I know what you're thinking," I said. Norman's smile grew as he took a sip of his drink. If I remembered correctly he ordered Jack and Coke.

"Come on just one song," Norman said and I shook my head. "I don't think so," I said. Norman chuckled and stabbed a piece of his steak with his fork. "Why not?" he asked. I shrugged. "Because no one wants to hear. Everyone's enjoying their own company," I said.

About that time an middle aged woman leaned over from her table with who I was assuming was her husband. "Honey, everyone would love to hear. They haven't had someone sing in here in a while and we come in here for our weekly dinner every time they have the open mic night," she said before sitting back in her seat and resuming her conversation with her husband.

I sighed and took a sip of my water. "Just one song," I said mumbled before pushing my chair back and heading towards the small stage. Norman let out a small chuckle that I barely hear as I sat down in the chair and grabbed the acoustic guitar.

"Uh, hi, My name is Violet," I said as I adjusted the acoustic on my lap. "I didn't really want to do this, but someone back there convinced me to do it. So, this one's for you. This song is called Bad Bad Drug."

Feel the fever coming on,

it's burning up strong

Got me like a loaded gun,