Her heart laid on the pavement of a highway interstate. She never thought she'd see it again, nor did she find the time to look for it. Yet, this person walked into her life, and made her remember that she needed to breathe.
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Toni Braxton
12 years later
"Let's delete that echo part on my vocals and put in some ad-libs. I think it'll sound better that way." I voiced my opinion on the song.
Let It Flow played through the speakers as we tweaked it some. I wanted it perfect. I needed it perfect. Kenny didn't write this song for me to have it imperfect. This song was for him and when I released it, I needed the world to know someone perfect wrote it for me.
"Like that Toni?" David asked me as he cut it out for me to put more there.
I nodded. "Yep. Exactly like that. I'll be back." Walking into the booth, I placed the headphones back over my ears and spoke. "Go like 10 seconds before you cut it."
David sent me a thumbs up and soon I heard the song playing. I began doing the ad-libs that I wanted, and after a minute just started free styling them. It was how I worked best instead of going so scripted. When I finished, I took the headphones off and placed them back around the microphone.
Walking back into the studio, I watched David as he played it and then began putting his twist to it. Nodding my head to the song, I realized that Kenny knew what he was doing hiding his song book in my closet. Had I not moved, I would have never found it. I wouldn't be Toni Braxton. I'd still just be Toni.
"Give me a few hours to cut and chop some things and get it right, I'll send you final draft and if I get your say so, we will get it off to the label." He spoke suddenly.
I nodded as I hugged him. "Thanks David. You're the best."
"Mhm. Tell me about it." He waved me off.
Walking outside, my car was parked in front of the building but I noticed someone else's sitting behind mines. The back door of the car opened and I smiled as I squatted to embrace my princess. Kennedy came running and squealed. "Mommy!"
"Hey my baby." I answered in excitement. Keri got out of the car and walked over towards us.
"I missed you mommy." Keri and I met eye contact with glares as Kennedy spoke again, leaning back and sending me a look which caught my attention. "You didn't miss me?"
Snapping out of it, I replied. "Of course I missed you sweet pea."
Kennedy was 7, going on 22. The child was feisty and here recently she's been getting into dancing. I was shocked because I've never been the type to dance much, but my daughter decided that would be her path of interest and I supported without much argument.
"Why are you not looking happy?"
I smiled at my daughter. "I am happy Ken. I just didn't know that you were coming back so soon. That's all." Unlocking my car, I looked at her father. "Can you give me her seat?"
