Never Grow Up

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June 18th, 2020 - London/Los Angeles

Taylor was in Los Angeles working on her new album, well, making it from start to finish, even though Grace thought it was just a rough start.

She and Grace had been talking on and off through texting and phone calls the few days the blonde would be out of the UK. It was pretty standard like when Taylor went for interviews or shows while Grace was pregnant or Alyssa was a newborn, but Alyssa was just over a year old now and growing like a weed.

Taylor received a lot of pictures and videos from her wife, each one making her miss her little girl even more with every hour and Snapchat passing.

Most of their conversations were light, Grace didn't mind Taylor's absence too much because quarantine had been a wild ride and even though Taylor would be quarantining for two weeks when she returned back to London, having her in the house would be homey enough.

On the Saturday of Taylor's business trip, she received a phone call from Grace who was in tears, her mouth running a mile a minute.

"Babe, babe, slow down. What happened?"

"She talked! She said Mama! She said your name!" Grace said excitedly, trying to get Alyssa to say it again so Taylor could hear it.

"She- she what?" Taylor asked, she couldn't believe she had missed her daughter's first word.

"She said her first word, Taylor! I showed her the picture you sent from the studio and she said Mama!"

"Oh my god!" Taylor screamed in the middle of the studio, not caring about the looks she was getting from her collaborators.

"You okay, Taylor?" Laura asked, a concerned look on her face.

"No!" Taylor laughed nervously, Grace still on the phone pressed to her ear, "My daughter just said her first word!"

"Congrats," Laura laughed, shaking her head with a small smile.

"Try and get her to say it again and send me a video? Please, please, please."

"I will, I will."

Taylor kept checking her phone for the video all day, but Alyssa apparently didn't say it again.

Once she had finished the album, she returned back to London where she was quarantined in a separate wing of the house, plotting and really sinking her heels into the work and marketing ideas.

She missed Grace and Alyssa like crazy and she knew her family was just a hop, skip and a jump away but she couldn't risk being asymptomatic and getting either of them sick.

FaceTime was handy and Grace left food at her door for every meal, sometimes writing a cute little note and pressing a lipstick stain on the paper in replace of a kiss.

The two weeks went on forever, but on the morning of the fifteenth day, Taylor was greeted by a knock on her guest room door and two happy faces opening it up.

"Taylor," Grace said in a sing-songy tone, "We came to get hugs and kisses because we missed you so much."

Taylor set aside her phone and opened her arms wide, getting squished by Alyssa first who was in a fit of shrieks and little laughs, unable to contain her excitement.

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