Chapter 11

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Justin pov

I walk into my house and I look up and Amber's mom is standing there. She looks horrible after Amber's funeral she just was not the same.

"mom?"

Yes I still call her mom she will always be a second mom to me.

"hey Justin"

"how you doing?"

"I'm doing ok, you?"

"ok"

She pulls me into a hug and I hug back.

"you are always welcome to come over the door is always open"

"I know I well come over and vist"

"I have some things to give you, that I know Amber would want you to have"

I watch as she takes out a book.

"what is it?"

"it's her song book, she wrote all her songs she has ever written are in here, I think she would like you to have them"

She hands it over to me I take it in my hands and look down at it run my fingers over the cover.

"don't know what to say"

"no need and there is more"

I watch her take out a beautiful guitar

"She would always play it, it made her happy, I want you to have it"

She puts it infront of me and I look down at it. Not believeing it, it was beautiful.

I take it and look at it.

"it's beautiful"

"sure is, it is her favorite"

"you sure? you want me to have these?"

"I'm sure she would want you to have them, here are some pictures of you two"

She hands me several picture frames.

"thank you mom" 

I pull her into a hug

"no problem Justin, and I got pictures"

I start to tear up with out thinking.

I pull away and wipes tears

"oh Justin don't get me started"

"sorry"

"that's ok, we'll I should go, I just came to drop them off and to see you"

"thanks for the stuff really"

"see you"

"bye"

"bye"

I watched her walk away and smile to myself. I love her like a mom. I've seen her a couple times after the funeral and she just is not herself anymore.

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