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" It's must be hard comin back to your home town" I commented as we drove down the lonely streets of St joseph heading towards his Aunts house, passing all the places that seemed to hold a place in his heart.

" Yeah it is, but I dont want to talk about it.So can we drop it" He replied sounding miserable and angry while I tried to ease the mood between us. He was alright driving here but it seems as soon as we entered his home town he decided to shut down and put that wall back up blocking me out of how he is feeling.

" Sure sorry. Look if you dont want me there its fine, I can just wait in the car" I replied right when he drove into the driveway. Straight away you know that we dont fit in here and this part of Detroit is a lot different to the estates we live in.

" Nah its fine, just come in" He said as we made our way out of the car and towards the front door of this little villa House. Looking around I can tell Marshall has spent some money getting it fixed up because it looks a lot nicer than the other houses in the streets and well looked after.

Walking in I notice photo frames and photos of family all around the house and special furniture and equipment to help her live a normal lifestyle. There were a couple of nurses doing things around the house and cleaning up when they noticed us walk in, right away finishing up there jobs to come and greet us and take us into see his Aunt that was in bed.

" Marshall, you came" she mumbled as we walked into the bedroom, straight away seeing Marshall change his attitude and become this protective, caring nephew who obvisouly cares deeply about his Aunt.

" yeah, I needed to check up on my favourite Person" He smiled before walking over and giving her a gentle Kiss anda hug making sure she was comfortable and all. I have never seen this side of Marshall beforem, so caring and gentle.

" Oh my, You didnt tell me you were bringing anyone" she said when she noticed me standing there at the door, right away trying to sit more properly up to get a better look.

" Oh god your that singer, Ashley.... um " she continued trying to remember my last name. I am surprised that she even knew I was famous, but I guess since having a famous Nephew she is pretty down with the gossip.

" Ashley's fine. Its nice to meet you Edna" I politely spoke taking the time to walk over and gently shake the hand that she was holding out for me, making her smile. She is a lot prettier than i originally expected, she actaully reminds me of my grandma who also has short perm grey Hair and has that gentle smile that seems to change the whole mood of a room.

We talked and got to know each other for a while, as Marshall made sure to check up on her every now and than. Even though Marshall didnt tell her we are just friends, she started chatting to me and telling me stories of his past and his childhood, she even started showing me pictures and gosh I had no idea how adorable he was. She was nice to sit and talk to, I enjoyed answering her questions about my kids and life no one really bothers to take notice or care about my normal life and family, but with her she loved hearing things and for a few minutes It felt like I was back home catching up with my family.

" I might give you a few minutes, can I get you tea or coffee" I asked noticing that these past few mintues Marshall has been sitting back quietly not really saying much, and as I glanced over at him I can tell he wanted to speak to his Aunt by himself.

" Oh that would be great sweetie. I will have a coffee with one Thankyou" she replied smiling as I got up to get her a coffee and give her and Marshall a few minutes, but right as I was about to leave I heard Marshall speak.

" She'll have a tea with no sugar.Thanks Ash" He said before i left the room, smirking as he heard his Aunt try and sneak a coffee.

" Oh thats right, I forgot I'm not allowed to treat myself to any caffeine every once and a while" she sarcastically joked back to Marshall, getting upset that he wasnt letting her have a coffee.

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