I got the idea for this yesterday while looking my baby pictures.
I pull my jacket tighter around me as I walk up the driveway of the Mendes' house because despite it being the end of May, it's still in the fifties and sixties in Canada.
I reach the door and pull my hand from my pocket knocking on the door three times.
"Hi, Y/n! How are you? It's so good to see you." Mrs. Mendes says warmly, opening the door so I can come in.
"Hi Mrs. Mendes, I'm good, how about you?" I asked, smiling.
"I'm doing just great, thank you. And Y/n, please call me Karen." She responded.
"Okay. Also, is Shawn here? He told me to come over." I asked.
"Oh yes, he will be here in about five minutes. I asked him to go pick Aaliyah up form hockey, while I've been going through old photos. Would you like to join me until he gets back?" She answered.
"Sure I'd love to!" I said, slipping off my jacket and shoes. I then made my way over to the couch where Karen sat with a couple of scrap books filled with old photos of both Shawn and Aaliyah.
This should be fun.
"Alrighty, we'll just start where I left off." She says while shuffling through a pile of loose pictures.
"Okay, here is the first one." She says handing me a baby photo, that is clearly Shawn.
"Oh my goodness! Karen, that is just too precious!" I squealed eventually handing the photo back to her.
"I know, he was a pretty chubby baby." She chuckled, causing me to laugh at her comment.
"Okay, next one." She said handing me another photo.