"Kids! I'm home!" Ally yelled as she entered her house only to be attacked by her two daughters.
"Mommy!" They cheered happily.
"Girls, give your mother some room to breathe." Her husband said, smiling at them. He too just came back from work as a music producer, a job he had gotten after his former bandmate passed away. They were great friends before the incident and his wife was his bandmate's ex-girlfriend. He still remembers the day he told her about his death. She choked up and couldn't talk for the next few days. He spent most of his time comforting her, and in doing so falling in love. His thoughts were interrupted by the sudden sound of something crashing.
"Breannan!" Ally shrieked, running over to her son. Crouching down to check if he was okay.
"I'm fine Mommy, sorry I broke your picture." He said pointing to a cracked picture of her, Breannan, her husband, her friend and the other two band mates, taken right after he asked her to be his girlfriend.
Her daughters and husband had entered the room by now and one of her daughter spoke up. "I know that's you and that's daddy, and those are our uncles and our aunt." She said pointing to each person accordingly. " But who is this guy in black?" She asked pointing at Breannan.
Ally chuckled. "The guy in black, was the best man I ever knew. In fact we named your brother after him. He was your daddy's bandmate and my first love." She explained to her children.
'First love...'
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Fruit juice
Short StoryA short love story... Ally, ask any one what is the one thing that she loves the most, they will say Fruit juice. She honestly thought that was true, until she met him. Breannan, a cool boy, music boy, serious boy, not looking for a relationship he...
