Just your average day
in Nashville
Part 2
Dedicated to:
Cecaldwell18
I didn't meant to cause a scene or stir up drama. It just
happened. I saw him and I knew. Something would change, in fact
it already had. Last year around this time John and Jacob only
had one thing to argue about, Marilyn. Now, they had something
else, me.
"Mommy, when is Colleen going to be here, I wanna go
home."
"She'll be here in soon honey."
"Yup she should come up that escalator any second
now."
I was at the bottom of the escalator, but I could already hear
their voices. It was my ant Clara, her daughter Sierra and my
uncle Martin. As soon as I appeard on the top of the escalator I
saw their happy grins.
"Colleen!" They all yelled
I smiled and walked towards them. My neice Sierra was holding a
'Welcome' sign. I could tell from the sloppy handwriting
that she made it herself.
"Sierra!" I yelled as I carried her. She wrapped her
small legs around my back and held tightly on to my neck.
"I missed you." She said
"I missed you to kiddo." I replied.
It had been awhile since I'd seen her. Around two years to be
more specific. Before that, me and my dad used to hit up
Nashiville every summer. That is until he found a new job.
Everything became complicated and nothing was the same. I kissed
Sierra's cheeks until she got annoyed, then I set her gently
on the ground. My ant was next.
"Colleen sweetie, you look so beautiful." She gasped as
she embraced me
"Yeah right." I laughed
"Oh stop it, you know you do." She teased.
I looked at my uncle who was wearing his cowboy hat and the big
brown belt buckle my dad gave him for his birthday back in
2003.
"Come here kiddo." He smiled
I walked into his open arms and held on tightly. I really missed
him.
"Uncle Mart, you stink." I laughed
"Sorry sweet heart, I was working at the farm all day. I
don't just sit on my butt pressing little buttons like your
dad." He teased
"I guess some things never change huh?" I asked eyeing
his clothes.
"If you think his clothes are bad, wait till you see his
car." Ant Clara said
"Don't tell me you still drive that truck." I
begged
"What's wrong with my truck?" He
asked
