it's been months since you last saw your mom, dove. and that's because she's been on tour with her team, singing all around the world; she took you along on her first tour, when you were just a baby. but now that you're six, going to school and have your little life set, she didn't want to take you out of your comfort zone and bring you instability. but she missed you madly, she could hardly breath without her baby. and you, you were a mommy's girl through and through.

your grandma took you out with the excuse of going to a restaurant and you were carrying a big bouquet of flowers, just because she told you to; you didn't question it at all, you loved flowers. you jumped all the way until the restaurant and that's when you noticed the most familiar figure, sitting there. your mom.

you squeal and without letting go of the bouquet; run as fast as your short legs allow you. "mommy!"

dove smiles the widest she's done for a while and gets up to catch you in her arms and don't let go. "baby girl! oh, my baby." she holds you tight.

"you're back, mommy!" you giggle. "we gotchu flooowers!" you push the bouquet to her face, so she could SEE.