Isaac waltzed through the door, humming cheerily. "Hello!" He turned to me, "Why did you go with the others?" "Rather take a little breather. It's time." I replied, looking up from the part I was writing for a song. "What are ya doing?" He asked, sitting next to me. "Writing Music." He glanced at the paper, "Drums? You write for Drums?" "Oh yeah, and this is a tough on." "Oh How hard can it be, ZAC plays." I chuckled. "This one is hard, lots oif syncopation." I handed him my notebook, he looked at, and threw it down, "I need a break." I stated, huffing. The phone rang , I picked it up. "Hello?-Mrs Hanson? Yeah-their here-well, Isaac-yeah? Sing? Why? Let me out you on speaker if you want me to-sing-" I hit a few buttons, and her voice came through. "Are my boys around dear?" A cheery voice said. "Yeah, Well, Isaac is here, Taylor and Zac are in the lobby." I said. "So-I've always wanted to know, you know, since Oprah got a hold of us, How did you do at Solo Competition?" I could tell she was smiling. "Well, there's this system in NYSSMA, see, it's based on 28 points. And you go from Satisfactory to Good, the Excellent, the Outstanding, And I meesed up my site reading, so I got an excellent." "Wow, that's not too bad, can I ask a favor?" "Sure, what?" I inquired. "Will you sing your solo for me?" She asked sweetly. THis woman knew SOMETHING. "Ok---I don't have a piano----but sure." I began to sing my solo. Isaac walked in, his mouth dropped open, and he listened. It was an ariettta, that REALLY showed off tone. "Wow."She was stunned, "I thought maybe Oprah was exagerating a little, but she wasn't. She under described you." Cue Catrina Blush. Wow, too many complements."Thanks," I stuttered, "I really admire you too-Takin' care of kids-3 of hich are stars-And I thought my Mom had her hands full!" She chuckled, heartily, "has your voice changed yet?" She asked. "I certainly hope so, if not, I hope it does by the end of Feburary!" I laughed. "Why?" "we're putting on'The Sound of Music' at school, and I have to have the range to do Julie Andrews notes." I chuckled at the thought. "Well-Rounded, and has a great range! I like that in a girlfriend!" She said, encouragingly. I laughed, "So which on of my boys have you kissed?- NO! How old are you?" "13." "That rules out Isaac, and Taylor who 'doesn't like younger women', so it must be--Zac!" She was proud of herself. "Well-actually- it IS Taylor." Oh, his name made my heart flutter. "Mom-" Isaac spoke up-"Stop hounding our new friends with questions." "Ike!"She said, "How are things? Did you get there alright? How are the rooms? Did you have enough to eat? Did you bring your coat?" The mother instincts. "Buh-Bye Mom, we have to go now." he clicked the button to hang up. "Sorry Bout that." "She's Cool." I smiled. "I had NO idea you could sing like that." He said. "I'm a hidden talent." I winked. At that, shivering people burst through the door, "why hello all." I said. "Hi." Chattering Teeth. 'Forget your coats?" Chattering Teeth. "These here southerners, Isaac, ahven't none idear what snow is." I said in my best fake western accent. "Probably caught themselves the hyopthermia." He chuckled. I pulled a blanket over Taylor, "THere." I said softly. "Get Under." He offered. I hopped under. He was warm to cuddle with. Smelled GREAT. I buried my head in the nook between his head and shoulder, "I talked to your Mom." He sat straight up, He sounded horrified, "About what?" "Oh Nothing." I took a breath, "She's sending me over pictures of yu naked in the tub with your brothers." I smiled and sighed. Right where I wanted to be. 
