by Beautimus Rainbow » Fri Apr 01, 2011 10:32 am
Grasping it carefully in her hands as if it were solid gold rather than a guitar, Savannah poistioned in her lap then began strumming the lullaby her mom had song to her so many times when she had hide in the closet crying. Starting to sing despite herself, Savannah let the words flow out of her mouth imagining her mother here beside her as she sang.