Bob's P.O.B

I looked at My friends and watched as perry splated some of Doofs blood on a wall...then he left him and we got in our hovercar for now-we were almost done ((As this story is-Ann wants to cry!It is my first story and it is almost done-and I found this song apropriate for the next chapters))

~~~~~One year later~~~~~

We sat there-i had a guitar and started playing it-It seemed like so long we were friends-tomorow would be a sad day though...Sprinkles owners grandmom died...were all sorta sad about it...

let it go, let it roll right off your shoulder, don't you know the hardest part is over, let it in, let your clarity define you, in the end, we will only just remember how it feels our lives are made,in these small hours, these little wonders, these twists & turns of fate, time falls away, but these small hours, these small hours still remain

I watched my freinds and smiled as they all semmed to get more happy so i started singing again

let it slide, let your troubles fall behind you,let it shine,until you feel it all around you, and i don't mind,if it's me you need to turn to, we?ll get by, it's the heart that really matters in the end, our lives are made, in these small hours, these little wonders,these twists & turns of fate, time falls away, but these small hours, these small hours still remain

The music I played was soft and melodic yet I kept my eyes focused on prinkles mostly as I sang and played-She was my all...I loved Sprinkles and she loved me...yet she looked so sad...cause katie was sad...

all of my regret, will wash away some how,but i can not forget, the way i feel right now, in these small hours, these little wonders, these twists & turns of fate, these twists & turns of fate, time falls away but these small hours, these small hours, still remain, still remain, these little wonders, these twists & turns of fate, time falls away,but these small hours,these little wonders still remain

I finished my strum and sighed and looked at Sprinkles sad eyes and frowned-I wasn't helping for sure-i frowned and waited for her to talk...as that song played in my head...

in these small hours, these little wonders, these twists & turns of fate, time falls away, but these small hours, these small hours still remain