Miranda's pov
I was working on music while on the tour bus. We were driving to Kentucky. But I hit a writer's block. I laid my head on my arms frustrated. I felt a hand on my back. I looked up and saw my quiet loving husband. "Hey Hunter." I say, sighing. "What's wrong?" He asks, sitting beside me. "Oh nothing's wrong. I'm just... Working on this song and I can't even come up with anything!!" I shout, getting more frustrated with every word. I shakily stand up, angry for no reason. "Baby?" He gapes, caught off guard. I take a deep breath. "Sorry. I'm just annoyed. I don't usually have this much trouble writing." "Fuel stop!" I hear Tully shout. I sit down, tired. "Well let's sleep on it. Maybe then you can write better after some rest." "Yeah. Thanks. I love you." He smiles and hugs me. "I love you too."
*the next day*
Jason's pov
"Mind helpin' me with a song?" Miranda asks, walking out of her room, looking lime she hasn't slept all night. "Lemme guess frustrating writer's block keepin' ya up?" "You know it." She says, sighing and sitting down. "Now hun, ya know I'm my own worst critic. I don't think anything I write is that good." "That ain't true, Uncle Jay. I love the songs you've written." I smile. "Alright kid. Lemme see what ya got." She grabs her guitar. "I think the inspiration flows better when I show ya." I can't help but smile. "Surf the web, turn on the news, same old stories, every day. Hateful words, that we all use! So much anger, so much pain. I don't know..... If you believe in heaven! I don't know.... If you believe in hell. But I bet.... We can agree that the devil.... Is alive and well! Alive and well! From the darkest prison, to the largest church. And that's all I've got." "Wow, darlin' that's one kickass song. Lemme get Tully and Kurt. I know with all of us workin' on it, we'll come up with something great!" "Thanks Uncle Jay. You're the best!" I hug her. "Nah kid, you are. I call the boys from the band and Luke. "We've got a smash on our hands if we can just come up with the rest of it." "OK boys, let's brainstorm." Tully says.
*a few days later*
Miranda's pov
"From the darkest prison, to the largest church, sometimes for fortune.... Sometimes for fame.... It's ironic! That some of the worst.... Things are done.... In God's name! I don't know.... If you believe in heaven! I don't know.... If you believe in hell! But I bet.... We can agree that the devil is alive and well! Alive and well! We can debate what's real, what's right, what's true. What's sent from up above. All I know is I'd be weary of anything that isn't based in love. Cause God is love." I sing the chorus one more time and take a bow. The fans cheer loudly and Hunter runs out onstage, hugging me tight and spinning me around. I was so happy, I felt myself crying. "I am so happy. That song means so much to me." My family joins me onstage. "Goodnight Kentucky! You've been amazing!" I gasp, waving to the crowd. They chanted my name. I've never been happier.
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A New Life
FanfictionWillie Robertson is Buck Commander's top guy. The greatest buckman in the business. Both on and off camera. But one day his heart melts finding a little girl in need. Here's that little girl's story.
