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Tyler remembered his mother... she had despised him with every ounce of her life. She had thrown him into the road to be ran over , only getting rescued by his father... who got hit by the car that was meant to kill him. Tyler's eyes filled with tears as he remembered how his mother looked at him on the sidewalk where his father had thrown him, then kicked him out of the way and ran to his dead father, crying tears of anger. Then someone had come and picked him up... an old man with a cane brought him to his house and raised him.. so that's when Tyler wrote his first song. "I grew up without a father... he died when I was young..." Tyler started singing, his deep voice sorrowful. "But there's another man he ain't here no more... that raised me as a kid. We used to ride out to the battlefield... and he'd tell me stories bout the past.. he taught me things I'd need to know... and answered all the questions I'd ask. I hope he's smiling up there and looking down... and proud of this wild child that came around... I go to my pops last name still feel his hand on my shoulder, I can hear him say you'll understand when you get older, today I can't be any more grateful... thankful... or proud. I got my pop's.. last... name.." Tyler's voice faded out, tears blossoming in his eyes. He knew his real name, Tyler Watson... but his Pop's last name was Carter... James John Carter.
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Finally Farewell turned and cantered back to her awaiting mother. Abby watched as the two interacted. she couldn't handle it anymore. she turned and continued her walk around the stable. she wanted someone, Tyler in particular, to come and hug her, tell her they loved her, and help her through this tough time. she knew the people here though. she knew no one would do that Edited at April 7, 2023 01:47 PM by Sky Stables
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Tyler finished and regained his composure, getting up. He took a step outside, seeing Abby walking into the barn. Tyler ran after her, only stopping when he had caught up. "How are you doing?" He asked softly, trying to take his mind off of what he had been thinking about
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she gave a slight smile. "better, i guess" then she thought to herself "better now that your here" she looked up at him then blushed a little. she was embarrassed about yesterday so she droped her eyes to the floor as she kicked a stray rock out of the way with the toe of her boot.
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"That's good." Tyler smiled. "Is there anything I can do for you?" He asked, running a hand through his thick hair. He glanced at West and Titan.
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she shrugged slightly "i don't even know anymore..." she stood there silently. a song popped into her head and she tried to lose it but she gave up and hummed a little of the song called 'Nothin bout love makes sense'
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Tyler smiled, recognizing the song. "You like country songs?" He asked, thinking the words as she hummed
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she nodded "yeah, and pop songs" she looked at him. "you?"
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"Country and rock." He smiled. "I actually wrote a couple country songs. Have you ever listened to a rock song? If so, what's your favorite?" He asked
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i've heard of some from my... dad... but i don't exactly listen to them. and you write country songs?!"
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