“Okay. How about I sing a song for you?” She put her phone aside and cradled his neck.

“What? ‘Pray for You’ again?” Carlos asked through gritted teeth.

Debbie stuck out her tongue and made a face.

“No, no, no! I don’t want to be buried alive again. Grave mold is a bad look for me.”

Her reaction amused Carlos, who pinched her nose and ordered playfully,

“Then sing.”

Debbie rested her head on his chest and listened to his strong heartbeat.

my favorite song. Hope

“Uh-huh.

on the dimmer, and instantly the room was cloaked in darkness. The neon lights of the city came in

arms, Debbie looked him in the eye and started

summer nights, mid July, when you and I were forever wild. The crazy days, city

have magic in her voice; his restless mind cooled down when she started singing. That was why he liked to hear her soaring vocals. She was able to hit some intense

start tearing up. She was able to feel what she was doing, give it some punch from deep

you will, I know you will, I know that you will. Will you still Love me when I’m no longer beautiful? Dear Lord, when I get to heaven, please Let me bring my man. When he comes, tell me that you’ll let him in. Father tell me if you can. Oh that grace, oh that body, oh that face makes me wanna party. He’s my sun,

eyes were as deep as the ocean; she couldn’t

with a

you still Love

As she crooned, her voice was low and angelic, as tender as a baby’s skin, and as soft as new fallen snow. She relaxed finally, done

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