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Chapter One
When Doves Cry
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Spencer turned off the ignition as she parked the car in a free spot in front of the familiar house that she used to call ‘home’. She let the radio linger on as the song was reaching its climax. Any other song by any other artist, she would have turned. This song captivated her, the music and lyrics held onto her as the voice sang melodiously into her ears.

It is funny how you can hear a song so many times and not have a care in the world about it. . It’s weird, like when you’re in love, all of sudden it feels like you’re hearing these love songs for the first time, like the singer is suddenly just talking to you alone, reading your mind… and when you’re grieving it’s the same thing. You’re in tune with all the sadness of the universe. These songs find you, like they were only meant for you. Over the last five years, this was how it felt for Spencer. She would suddenly hear a song, a phrase, a poem, and stop in her tracks. She would listen, and she would feel the past coming alive in her head for those short three minutes. Of course, the song will end, like all of it had ended, and she would return to her tedious life.

The song ended in soft lyrical bliss and Spencer came back to reality. She took a deep breath to pull together herself and opened the car door. She reached down and lifted the seat forward so she could get the contents that were resting in her back seat. Spencer easily unbuckled the sleeping six month old girl from her car seat and lifted her out. Spencer grabbed a light green bag that was sitting next to the car seat. On top of it rested a tomato red Mei Tai baby carrier with a floral design in the middle. She took it and threw it over her shoulder to use a little latter. She held the sleeping child in her hands as she got out of the car.