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Post by joey macey rayne carter on Feb 8, 2015 18:28:51 GMT -5
For Joey, the transition from army life to civilian hadn’t come easy. Even now she still caught herself sometimes barking orders as though she was still Captain Carter. Luckily, the heat in New York City wasn’t as stifling as it had been in her last post, and her superiors within the fire department understood that she wasn’t trying to undermine their authority. She could go far if she wanted to, but Joey was more concerned with protecting and helping others than she was with ranks and climbing some ladder for power. When the day finally came that she was too injured or unfit for duty, she didn’t know what she’d do with herself, but she did hope she’d have more in her life by that point. The dedicated brunette was still laying down roots in the city and building something that she could call a home. Joey knew that she would be staying in New York rather than returning back to Colorado. Her family worried enough that she could imagine them wrapping her in cotton wool and trying to lock her away if she lived only a reasonable distance from them. She loved each of them, but they had rightly worried about most of the choices Joey had made since becoming an adult; they might have been proud of her, but she was the cause of most of their stress and she had barely been in Grand Junction since turning eighteen!
Today was one of the days she had to herself. Joey’s only problem was that even when she didn’t have to be at the station, she had to be doing something. She only ever vegged out on the couch if she was sick, injured or had trouble sleeping. After her usual daily workout at the gym, Joey showered, changed and headed out to tackle the grocery shop she put off until there was only some out of date yoghurt and near empty jar of mayonnaise left in her refrigerator. Give her a hose to handle or some heavy lifting to do and Joey wouldn’t complain, but shopping carts left her more frustrated and worked up than they ought to! Finally, forcing herself through the tedious chore with the help of her iPod, Joey returned to her apartment and put everything away. Her eyes then fell on the calendar and the red ring circled around a date just a little over a week from then. Joey’s youngest brother would be turning twenty-two on that date, and he was a hassle to buy for most of the time. She expected this year to be no different and quickly made a call to her dad while walking back down the stairs of her building and falling into sync with the other hurried pedestrians. After asking several times if she was okay, he finally gave her some options from a list Scott had been forced to write out to make the lives of his family a little easier this year. After promising to call him back later and let him know what to scratch off, Joey dropped the phone back into the pocket of her jeans and quickly navigated her way through the permanently crowded streets.
Barnes & Noble was the first store she came across that might home one of Scott’s possible presents. Slipping inside, Joey glanced around at the section titles before crossing over to the one she suspected the book might be in. It was there and she found it easy enough, but Joey didn’t see the harm in browsing for herself while she was there. Too often she passed by most stores and only realised once she was back in her apartment that there was something she had meant to pop in for. Taking her time, Joey looked at a couple of books and then slipped them back to their places on the shelf before she came across one by one of her favourite authors. The only problem was that it was a little out of reach for her, even when she pushed herself up onto her toes as though she was back in that dance studio again. It had been over ten years, but Joey still remembered each ballet step. Finally, growing frustrated and feeling too stubborn to ask anyone for help, she rested Scott’s present on the display behind her, focused on the book she wanted and jumped. Her fingers just caught the spine and tugged it free and luckily nothing else came crashing down with it! Smiling proudly to herself, Joey didn’t think to check if anyone had seen her and instead began to read the blurb and the reviews on the back cover.
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Keela Lynn HyllsLet me be the one to lift your heart up and save your life. I don't think you even realize baby you'd be saving mine! Running out of things to read was like torture to Keela. While she couldn't read as much as she liked, she still liked to keep the activity up. But standing in front of her book shelf after she had just finished a book, she quickly realised that she had next to nothing left to read. All the books she had left would ones she had already read at least once. While she didn't mind rereading a book, she wanted something new. Sighing to herself, she went to check how much money she had on her. If she was lucky, she would be able to buy herself a couple of books and one for her daughter, Julia, so the five year old weren't feel left out. Seeing that she had a bit more money than she thought she had, Keela couldn't help but smile to herself. This meant that she could get at least two books for herself and a couple for Julia also. Since it was getting late, Keela decided they were go to Barnes and Noble the next morning.
Because Keela wanted to keep this trip a surprise for Julia, she didn't mention anything to the five year old, just told her that they were going out for a bit. Julia seemed downcast by that, saying she wanted to stay home and play. After promising that Julia were like this outing and that they didn't have to be out for too late, Julia finally agreed to go without complaining. Keela smiled then told her daughter to go get ready. About half an hour later, the pair were ready to go. They left their apartment, stopping only long enough for Keela to lock the door behind them.
Since Barnes and Noble wasn't in walking distance, Keela and Julia had to take the bus. But soon enough, they were at their destination. A huge smile formed on Julia's face when she realised where they would going. "Told you you were like the place," Keela teased as Julia tugged on her arm. Julia looked up at Keela and playfully stuck out her tongue. Opening the door, Keela and Julia stepped into the building. They made their way to the children section, and after seeing the prices, Keela told Julia she could get three books. While Julia searched, Keela walked behind her, looking at the books on the shelves. Once Julia picked out the books she wanted, they headed towards the section that was more for Keela's age group.
Keela found a good shelf to start her own search, and after telling Julia she could sit on a near by chair, she started looking through the book title, trying to find one that jumped out at her. She hadn't been there long when she noticed someone close by. The woman seemed to be trying to get something on a high shelf, and Keela wondered how she would get what she was after down. Soon, the woman jumped and managed to get what she wanted. Keela smiled and shook her head. "That's one way, I guess," she mumbled to herself.
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Post by joey macey rayne carter on Feb 18, 2015 16:04:56 GMT -5
Joey had been taught to think on her feet many years ago now, and it was a skill she had been forced to perfect out in the Middle East when she was deployed there. As nice as it felt to be back in America, there were memories she could never shake off and forget, along with stories she could never share with the people she loved. They had worried enough when she was gone, and they would only worry even more if they knew the brutal truth about some of the things she had seen and experienced when she had been serving her country. Jumping for a book might seem quirky to anyone who had seen her, but it was practically nothing to a woman who had survived explosions and dragged injured comrades back to safety when they were screaming and bloody. Joey still dreamt about it sometimes, and she counselled those who hadn’t made the transition back to civilian life quite so well.
Glancing at the back cover, she read over the blurb, liking the sound of the light hearted read. After long shifts of fires, disasters, and ensuring every kit and engine was ready for those events she could do with coming home to something a little less serious. And since her apartment was empty save for two constantly hungry chinchillas, it wasn’t as though Joey had someone in her life to lighten the burden for her. She was so proudly independent that it was another job she left to herself, another burden she carried alone on the long, dark nights of the bleak midwinter. Books, the occasional television show, and infrequent phone calls home were all she really had to remind herself that not everything was entirely doom and gloom. The ballet dancer she once was had turned into a guardian of the people, but sometimes even heroes needed a little reassurance that they were needed, and that they were doing a good thing.
Joey was just moving towards the cash register when she noticed a little girl in a chair and a book on the floor by her. It looked like a kid’s picture book, so Joey smiled warmly at the young child and stooped low to pick it up and hold it out to her. “Hello, is this yours?” She asked in a gentle voice. Joey didn’t find herself around kids all that often, but she passed them just often enough to be used to them. She was a big sister after all, and she had grown up used to little dancers running around the older dancers wanting to be just like them with their elegant poses and making it all look so easy. She had even met a few during her tour with the army, but that had been different, and almost hard to think about. Joey didn’t think she was all that out of touch though, even if her mom did pester her for grandchildren these days.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2015 1:12:15 GMT -5
Keela Lynn HyllsLet me be the one to lift your heart up and save your life. I don't think you even realize baby you'd be saving mine! The two best memories Keela had of her parents were going to the park at least once a week with them, and her mom reading to her before bedtime. These two memories were probably why Keela enjoyed taking Julia to the park and reading so much. They were reminders of a simpler time, one would she had no worries. And though she loved her daughter more than anything, once in a while Keela couldn't help but wonder how her life would have been if her parents hadn't been killed. But for the most part, Keela didn't think about that. She knew there was no way to change the past, and she just had to focus on the future.
After watching the woman jump for a book that was high up, Keela looked over her shoulder to make sure Julia was still where she left her. Seeing her daughter sittig quietly reading, Keela turned back to the shelf, looking for two or three books she would like. She was just about to pull a book out to look at when she heard a voice behind her. Looking back over her shoulder, Keela saw the woman from a couple minutes ago talking to Julia. Keela turned right around, quietly watching the scene unfold.
Julia had been quietly reading to herself, trying to figure out all the words in her new book. Sone of them would easier then others to understand. She was just started to get though one tough word when she heard a voice above her. Julia looked up to see a woman holding a book out to her. Julia looked at the cover, then nodded shyly. "Yes, that's mine," she said in a quiet voice. She reached out a small hand to take the book back.
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Post by joey macey rayne carter on Feb 24, 2015 5:21:41 GMT -5
Joey had been the only one to move so far away from home. Her two brothers were back in Colorado working ‘safe’ jobs, as her mother put it. Henry had a steady nine-to-five in an office, and Scott worked for a local sporting goods store when he wasn’t studying at college. Her mother meant well in the phone calls she shared with her daughter, but she was still constantly trying to talk to Joey like she had spent her entire adult life making these grand mistakes. She had left Grand Junction to attend a military college, simply because it was the best option for everyone at the time. It turned out in the end that Joey had loved serving in the army. She only left for the sake of her own sanity; she hadn’t wanted to end up losing herself like she had seen so many others do when they came home. After that she still felt that pull to protect, but her trials with the police hadn’t been her cup of tea. She wanted the fire, it seemed, and the FDNY were more than happy to take her, despite what her appearance first suggested when the petite woman strolled in, but her strength and discipline overwhelmed them in the end.
She could never see herself returning to Grand Junction beyond the holidays. People stared at the one visible scar she wore, and then they asked the questions. Joey enjoyed being back to civilian life, and while she still headed out to the nearby college for certain events, and spoke to old comrades frequently, it was different. Those people didn’t need to ask the blunt questions, or tiptoe around sensitive topics – like her scar – which wasn’t actually something she minded talking about. People back home just seemed too enthused about forcing a normal life upon her whereas those in New York just let her be who she wanted to be, in her own way, and in her own time. Just like this little girl didn’t know the horrors Joey had seen, and thus didn’t care. She probably just wanted her book back now.
Joey smiled and handed the book back over to her before straightening back up effortlessly. “That was one of my favourite books when I was your age, too.” She said, fondly remembering her own copy of the children’s story. It was probably packed up in a box back in Grand Junction, but still waiting for her to relive the memory and go find it again. Her father was a sucker for holding onto things. He was sentimental like that; a trait which so far had not passed down to his eldest daughter. Joey threw away just about everything she had no use for. “I think you’ll like it. It’s full of adventure.” And what little kid didn’t dream of big adventures? Joey brushed her hair over her shoulder before it really started to irritate her, and hugged her own purchase close to her chest. “Oh, and the pirates! How could I forget them! But I won’t say no more. You need to find out for yourself.” She tapped the cover of the children’s book lightly and winked, still smiling at the young girl.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 25, 2015 5:09:11 GMT -5
Keela Lynn HyllsLet me be the one to lift your heart up and save your life. I don't think you even realize baby you'd be saving mine! Keela had always wanted to be a mother for as fas back as she could remember. She wanted to be to her children like her mom and dad would to her, special and important. Even after her parents died, she still wanted kids, in part now to kept her parents memory alive. Of course, she never once thought she would be a young, single mom. She had figure she would be married and in her twenties before she had her first child. It was kinda funny how things worked out.
But at the moment, Keela was trying not to rush to Julia's side. Keela tend to be a bit overprotective of her daughter and she knew she had to stop that a bit. She had to let Julia figure things out on her own. That, however, didn't mean Keela couldn't watch from where she was standing, ready to come to her daughter's defense if need be. The woman did seem friendly enough, and Keela had to smile a little when she heard the words coming from her. She seemed fine being around kids.
Julia wiggled in the chair a little. She wasn't used to talking to adults who weren't her mom or her babysitter. She was a shy kid, and that was showing at the moment as she just nodded, listening to the woman speak. Quickly looking around the woman, Julia saw her mom standing there, watching them. That helped Julia relax a little, knowing her mom was there in case anything happened. She looked back at the woman, wondering what to say. "How many pirates?" she asked. It had been the first thing that came to mind.
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Post by joey macey rayne carter on Mar 1, 2015 8:28:36 GMT -5
Joey had never really given herself time to focus on thoughts of a family of her own. When she was a teenager she had liked the idea of someday settling down, but then that had all changed when she had chosen to pursue a career in the army. After that Joey hadn’t allowed herself to daydream anymore in case the worst happened. The same rules applied now. She ran into the flames for a living and it was so much more rewarding to take each day as it came, to live in the moment, rather than wonder about tomorrow and all the what ifs that might come with. Too many people had lived that way and she had seen how torn up they had been when things had gone wrong. Joey didn’t want that life to be hers, too. She was appreciative of everything she had now, even if it was so little compared to others she might have grown up with and those she worked with. She supposed destiny had a different path for all of them.
She figured the little girl’s parent or carer was nearby. And Joey didn’t intend to stay bothering her for too much longer, but she had always been a friendly woman. Even when she bumped into a stranger into a street she always threw a quip in with her apology. It was just a part of her nature and she was happy it had survived every horrific thing she had seen and been through during her military service. So many had returned entirely different from the people they had been when they had left, and she heard the stories, even consoled them and lent them her couch when things went south with their loved ones in the city. She might have been their comrade, their Captain, but beyond that she was their friend. Joey had a good heart, a strong heart, and it was probably her greatest quality.
Smiling, Joey folded her arms and pretended to think for a moment before feigning surprise at herself. “Do you know something? I can’t remember.” She shook her head and then crouched down to the little girl’s level again. “You’ll have to count them all when you read it and make sure you don’t forget when you get older.” She said lightly. Joey could remember the plot off by heart, could probably quote some of the lines of the story word for word, but trust the little girl to ask her a question to something so specific she wouldn’t even think of it when she had been that age. Then again, when she was around that age she had been tormenting her little brothers and wearing a ballerina’s tutu. It was a long distance from the woman she had grown up to be and the adventures she had wound up living.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 7, 2015 9:12:41 GMT -5
Keela Lynn HyllsLet me be the one to lift your heart up and save your life. I don't think you even realize baby you'd be saving mine! When she had been younger, Keela had had her whole future plan out for herself. She was going to go to college or university and while there meet the love of her life. After they were both done with school, they were find jobs and then get married. Keela would work as a vet and have a few kids. Her parents were be doting grandparents and everything would be perfect. Even after her mom and dad died, her dream only changed a little. Instead of her parents being doting grandparents, her children would ask about them, and Keela would tell them what wonderful peope their grandparents had been. Of course, none of that came true. While Keela did tell Julia about her grandparents, Keela hadn't gone to college or university, she hadn't gotten married and she wasn't a vet. All the dreams she had had for herself hadn't been in the cards for her.
In the present, Keela was listening to the woman speak with Julia. Since the woman seemed nice enough, Keela was debating whether to go back to her book searching but continue listening to them, or continue watching them. She shifted her weight from one leg to the other. Part of her didn't want to turn away, just in case, but other part told her that as long as she was still listening, everything would be fine. Keela bit her lip, watching her daughter talk to the woman. In all honestly, Keela was surprise that Julia seemed to be doing so well, talking to someone she didn't know. Happy, but surprise.
Julia nodded slowly. "Are there more then ten?" she asked, looking at the book before looking up at the woman. "I only know how to count to ten. Mommy says that's a good start and I'll learn to count higher as I get older." Julia looked around the woman again, spotting her mom still standing, watching them. Knowing her mom was still there gave Julia some courage.
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Post by joey macey rayne carter on Mar 11, 2015 17:44:38 GMT -5
When Joey was younger she had never thought of herself as being in army fatigues and commanding a group of officers across an arid environment, coaxing them into surviving when so many of them just wanted to go home and be with their families. She had once been the little girl who dreamt of being a ballerina, who put on her pink tutu and put on shows for her relatives when they couldn’t make her recitals. She had only become tough when it was necessary for her to be, and her decision to become a proud member of the military was not one she had taken lightly. It wasn’t one that she regretted, but it was by far what she had dreamt of even when she was signing her name on the forms and enlisting at the military college just a few hours away from the city in which she now called home. Essentially, it was a means to an end, and while Joey could call herself happy now it wasn’t without her share of scars and nightmares.
It wasn’t as though she had slacked off since returning to civilian life. Joey was with the FDNY now, and the long shifts she worked there put her in as much danger as she had been ever since her first deployment, with the only great difference being that she was on home soil now. Old photographs might still hold images of that little girl in the tutu, wearing the tiara and wearing the cute pigtails, but she was a distant memory now. Joey was a strong woman, capable of holding her own and fighting many battles whether they were against enemies or roaring flames. So far, her stories had scared off a few potential dates since there were still many men out there who were intimidated by the idea of a strong woman who did more physically than they did, and who potentially had more bravery than them. Joey didn’t care personally, but her pride wasn’t quite as prominent unless she was brought onto certain topics, then she might feel like puffing out her chest and showing her metal.
Smiling, Joey tucked her hair away again, once more wishing she could tie it back, and then took a moment, pretending to think. “I don’t know. There might be, but if there is then you can learn what comes after ten.” She suggested with a big smile. “One day you’ll be counting to a hundred, and then a thousand.” She added brightly, choosing to ignore how much she herself had hated maths when she was just a kid. “But your mommy is right, and we all had to start somewhere.” Joey said, nodding slowly, even if she doubted anyone could remember the days when they only knew one to ten.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2015 1:05:22 GMT -5
Keela Lynn HyllsLet me be the one to lift your heart up and save your life. I don't think you even realize baby you'd be saving mine! If someone was to come up to Keela right now and tell her they could make her childhood dreams come true, Keela wouldn't be sure what to do. Sure, having the life she dreamt of as a child would be great, but could she really leave Julia behind? Keela knew the answer to that. Even if her dreams for herself hadn't come true, this was still her life and she didn't think she would have the heart to change it. Yes, this life was tough at times, but what life wasn't. In the end, Keela guess she would go on living this life instead of another one.
Keela smiled when she heard Julia talking. She had told her daughter before that being able to count to ten as a great start for a five year old. Keela wasn't totally sure if that was true or not, but she wanted Julia to feel proud of herself. She didn't want Julia to get discourage for maybe not being on the same level as other children. When Keela heard the woman telling Julia that one day she'll be able to count to hundred, and then a thousand, Keela couldn't help but nervously giggled. Not because she didn't believe in Julia, but because that day seemed so far away and yet so close.
On the other hand, Julia's eyes widen in shock and she looked at the woman in disbelief. "But a hundred is a big number!" Julia had a hard time believing she would ever be able to count that high.
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Post by joey macey rayne carter on Mar 21, 2015 5:13:54 GMT -5
Joey had seen how far dreams could fall. Many night she had sat up with others in her unit and they had talked about home, memories, and what they had planned for when they got back to their families. Not all of them had made it back home, and those who did weren’t the same as when they had left. Some had to come to terms with life changing injuries, others had to fight battles with PTSD, and the rest just couldn’t unsee what they had seen. Joey hadn’t been able to just drop herself back into civilian life and go to an office job or play pretend like she hadn’t been in a warzone. She had needed to put the danger back into her life because she felt like it was all she knew. Compared to some of the people she had grown to love as family, she felt she was coping rather well since returning home, but she knew others thought she was crazy putting herself back in a position where she could get seriously hurt or even die. No one was ever the same when they grew up, no matter what hand life dealt them. It didn’t matter if they enlisted or not, and that’s what Joey kept telling to people when they gave her the weird looks or asked her if she was insane.
Life passed so quickly, and Joey had seen it go far too painfully. She had seen it in the photographs of the children from the proud parents she had been stationed with, and even in her brothers who had shot up around her and now both towered over her, despite both being younger than her. She spent far too much time when she did return home reminding them of painfully embarrassing stories and emphasising that she looked after them just as much as their parents had done. It also didn’t hurt to point out that she could probably take them both in a fight since neither of them had really stuck to the gym memberships they had rattled on to her about the previous Christmas, and it was slightly evident in the minute weight gain they had both put on over the time between her visits. Her career had always demanded that Joey be in top physical condition and it was just a bonus that she happened to like working out and keeping in shape.
Chuckling, Joey nodded in agreement but then smiled warmly. “But one day you’ll be a big girl.” She pointed out. She could remember being immensely proud of the day she could count to one hundred unaided, but now it seemed like such a tiny feat. Joey knew though that back then, and to such a little girl, it seemed like climbing Mount Everest. She was also certain that she wasn’t the only kid in the world who wanted to jump for joy and sing it from the rooftops when she reached that milestone. She definitely wasn’t the last either.
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Keela Lynn HyllsLet me be the one to lift your heart up and save your life. I don't think you even realize baby you'd be saving mine! Julia was Keela's pride and joy. Even though Keela wasn't sure if she was doing everything right, she still tried her hardest for her daughter. She wasn't sure where she would be without Julia. Maybe her childhood dreams would have came true, or maybe she would be in a bad situation. She wasn't sure, and she didn't want to found out. Yes, this life she was living wasn't the easiest, but she knew she was also better off compared to some.
Hearing the woman speak again, Keela bit her lip. Julia gorwing up was something that made Keela both sad and happy. Sad because she wanted her baby to stay her little girl for forever. But also happy because it was exciting to see Julia figure out new things as she got older. She sighed quietly to herself and looked around. There wasn't any one else in the aisle, so Keela continued watching Julia speak to the woman.
Julia nodded. "That's what Mommy says." The five year old tilted her head. "But she says it differently....like she's sad but happy at the same time." Julia blinked and stared at the woman. "Is that possible, for someone to be happy and sad at the same time?" Julia wasn't sure if that was possible and she couldn't bring herself to ask her mom. Maybe this woman would tell her the truth.
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Post by joey macey rayne carter on Apr 4, 2015 12:22:47 GMT -5
Joey had made her decision when times were tough. If she hadn’t gone to military college then her only other option for further education would have been if she had lucked out with a scholarship. However, by the time Joey realised just how dire her parents were financially, she would have been one of the last kids in the country to try to apply, and probably one with the least chances of landing anything. She had worked two jobs throughout high school to earn money for herself and to help her dad out wherever she could. She didn’t have the fancy list of extra-curricular activities that some could boast. Besides, looking back now, Joey didn’t have a clue what she would have done with her life if she had taken the typical college route. Despite the horrible things she had seen and been through, she couldn’t regret any of it. She felt like she belonged in the middle of that.
It was why now she felt so content with her life, even though people back home were asking her if she had any plans for children, or if she had found the man to marry yet. Joey couldn’t even remember the last time she had been on a date with the crazy ways her shifts fell with the fire department! She didn’t mind that though; her life was fulfilled in other ways, and with a job and friends who made every moment so rewarding. If children were to be a part of her story then they would figure in at a later chapter, after all of this and a few more tales of heroics were squeezed in first, and then hopefully again afterwards.
Smiling sweetly, Joey nodded her head slowly. She never saw the point in lying to children when they would only find out the truth anyway someday. The only stories kids should buy into were those of magic, like Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, and the Easter Bunny. She might have taken on more than her brothers to protect them, but she had never lied to them. “Sometimes, yeah, but you don’t worry about it. I’m sure you’re mommy is very happy with you.” She paused for a moment and then contemplated the little girl with a thoughtful gaze. “You could always ask your mommy about this, you know? I’m sure she’ll tell you that it’s okay to feel happy and sad at the same time.” She said gently, not wanting to say the wrong thing or upset the little girl. After all, she didn’t even know this kid, and she was having a conversation with her. Joey just hoped her mother didn’t mind when she came back over.
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Keela Lynn HyllsLet me be the one to lift your heart up and save your life. I don't think you even realize baby you'd be saving mine! Even though she couldn't remember much about her parents, Keela was pretty sure her mom had one said she wished Keela could stay little forever. Keela wasn't sure if that was a dream or an actual memory, but it was how she felt about Julia. Watching Julia grow from a helpless baby to an active toddler to a wonderful kid was exciting, but sometimes Keela wished she could slow down time a bit for a while. It felt like time was moving to quickly at times.
Hearing Julia ask the woman is it was possible to be happy and sad at the same time, Keela frowned. Though she wasn't always sure she was doing the right thing, Keela had never lied to Julia, maybe sugar coat it a little if the topic was to big for a five year old to deal with, but never lie. Keela had thought she had made it clear that Julia could ask her anything, but maybe she hadn't. When the woman spoke, Keela smiled at little. Even though the woman didn't know her or Julia, she had hit the nail on the head. Yes, Keela was very happy with Julia. Her daughter was her world. And yes, Julia could ask Keela anything.
Julia looked down at her feet, swinging them back and forth. "That's what Mommy says," Julia said, looking up at the woman as she spoke. She didn't know how to explain why she felt she couldn't ask her mom this one question, she didn't really know herself. "Mommy always says that I can ask her anything and she'll try to answer the best she can." Julia looked around the woman, and spotting Keela said, "Right, Mommy!" That made Keela jump a little.
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Post by joey macey rayne carter on Apr 25, 2015 14:42:19 GMT -5
Joey had been the first born child, which meant that even after her parent’s divorce she had been the one who had to convince her parent’s that she was certainly old enough to do something, or stay out until a certain time. She often told her brothers that they had had it easier when it came to the rules, since she had been the testing dummy in the years before them, letting the adults find out what worked and what didn’t work. Thankfully she proved at a young age that she was a responsible kid and unlike her youngest brother she didn’t caught sneaking home at all hours of the night.
Joey only thought about kids from time to time, and if she was totally honest she wasn’t ready for any of her own yet. The thought of being a mother any time within the next year or two kind of left her in a tizzy. She could babysit if someone needed her to, but Joey was an active woman who right now needed to be out there doing the job she loved. Not to mention she hadn’t been dating anyone seriously in what felt like a really long time now. It was actually a little scary if she sat back and let herself work out how long it had been since she had felt some strong feelings for a guy. That was probably the reason why she didn’t do it.
Chuckling, Joey nodded her head and smiled again. “Moms always do.” She said, as honestly as she could. Her own mother’s advice was now very different to the advice she would personally give, but her mom had always done her best to help Joey out with her problems when she had been younger. She was close to the woman now, but they were different people at the same time, and Joey was mature enough to know that they were never going to agree on everything, so some things she took to her father when they were troubling her. Glancing over her shoulder, Joey spotted the woman the little girl was talking to and smiled politely. “Hi, I’m Joey. Your daughter is the sweetest thing.” She said warmly, turning around completely and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “I got talking to her when she dropped one of her books.” In this day and age you couldn’t really be too careful, and while she hadn’t done anything wrong, Joey didn’t want the mother to think she was up to anything by chatting to the little girl. It was far easier to politely ease it in about how she had ended up crossing paths with the child on her way to paying for the book she held in her arms.
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