Short one today Biological you're handon's daughter but Landon died when you were one so you were raised by Hosie and you don't know Landon existed. Mama is Hope and mom is Josie
I was rummaging through all the old stuff my moms' had in the compound. I remember doing it as a kid to find cool things that my family has collected over the centuries.
There was a flickering in the corner. Like something had been cloaked but the spell was failing. I grabbed the flickering object and it became a box in my hand.
I opened the box to see an old camera inside with pictures, letters, and what looked like sheet music for a guitar. I sat on the floor and took everything out of the box.
The pictures were old. I was just a baby in most of them. My mama even looked younger, she looked so happy.
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But who was this man? I had never seen him before but I felt like I knew him somehow.
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This one had writing in the back. Our first dance
I turned over the pictures and most had writing on them. There were even collages of them. Who was this man?
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I had only ever seen my mama look at my mom the way she was looking at this man.
I grabbed the camera and turned it on. It still had about half its battery and a full memory card. I grabbed everything and put it back in the box taking it to my room.
I plugged the camera into my computer so I could see what was on the memory card. There was more pictures and some videos. The longest video caught my attention.
The video was three minutes and fifteen seconds long. All the other videos were about a minute long. So out of curiosity I clicked on it.
There was an ultrasound video and the heartbeat. The guy from the pictures earlier appeared on the screen. He was playing the guitar. Then it cut to him with my mama and they both held baby me. Suddenly music began to play.
I remember when I first heard your heartbeat It had only been eight weeks Standing there, starin' at that screen was the First time you ever scared me God knows I don't know Exactly what I'm doin', but Good news, we got her to get through it I hope you look just like your mama And love her like I do You'll see close to perfect patience If you watch her every move You can always run to daddy You'll always be my baby, but Look at her, baby girl And you'll learn How to be a lady Just how to be a lady Mm-mm I can make ya laugh 'til you cry But she can make your tears dry, and When you get your heart broke by the wrong guy She can make it right I hope you look just like your mama And love her like I do You'll see close to perfect patience If you watch her every move You can always run to daddy You'll always be my baby, but Look at her, baby girl And you'll learn How to be a lady Mm-mm Just how to be a lady Oh-oh She'll hear you She'll hold you She'll help you through She'll fix you And me too I hope you look just like your mama And love her like I do (love her like I do) You'll see close to perfect patience If you watch her every move (every move) You can always run to daddy You'll always be my baby, but Look at her, baby girl And you'll learn How to be a lady Just how to be a lady
When the video ended I was in tears. This man was my father. He wrote this song for me. I knew he did because I found the sheet music for the song in the box. He's the reason I've always said Mama.
Why hadn't my moms told me about him? Where was he? How could he write this and not be here? How does my mama look so happy with him in these pictures but look just as happy in all the pictures in our home?
The compound began to shake out of me losing control of my magic. My moms rushed into my room to see what was wrong.
"Babygirl what's wrong?" My mama came over to me.
"What is all this?" I yelled pointing at my desk taking a step away from her trying to calm down so the compound would stop shaking.
My mom tried to come near me but I backed away from her as well, the lights flickering now. I took deep breathes trying to calm down.
"Who is that mama?" I looked at my mama as she looked through the things on my desk. I wanted to hear her side of it. If he's my dad why don't I know him?
Her eyes welled up as she gently touched everything. She looked at my computer and her tears finally fell.
"How did you find this?" Mama whispered.
"I was looking through all the old stuff. You always said I could look through the things."
My mama nodded as silent tears rolled down her face. My mom went over to my desk and her face contorts showing so many emotions I couldn't pin point which one was the one she was feeling.
"I thought you got rid of this stuff." My mom asked almost coldly.
"It was cloaked. I don't know how she found it." My mama glared at my mom.
