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| ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ The Voice Of Dead Silence ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ SHATTERED DREAMS... THE SECRETS UNFOLD ~ 3rd person ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ 1 year and a few months later Not one word from them, Howie thought. Not a phone call, letter, or email. Nothing. They didn�t even continue on in the entertainment industry... none had gone solo, went into acting or modeled. I really pushed it, didn�t I? He slouched back in his Lay-Z-Boy as he turn off the mute of the television. He flipped through the channels until he caught a view of a familiar face. He quickly flipped back a few more channels until he found it then turned it the volume up even louder. �Brian Littrell is now here with us today now not only as a former Backstreet Boy but now as a new father. The first dad of the previous five... please welcome him.� Rosie, Howie thought. I met her once... and still I wonder how she had connections to everyone. Even past �celebrities�. �Hi, Brian. Long time, no see.� Something I would�ve said. �Yeah, I know. Thank you for having me here.� �No problem. So how are things at home?� �It�s great... not as quiet as it used to be.� Audience laughs. �Yeah, I heard you have a daughter, is that right?� Brian smiles. �Yep, Caroline Marie Littrell.� Howie was surprised as he thought, he named her after my sister. I can�t believe it. �How is your wife holding up?� �She�s getting better. Leighanne was bedridden for a short while because there was difficulty with the delivery of our child.� �I�m sorry to hear that. That and along with the news that Backstreet is no longer back...� Audience groans. �Anything to say on that?� �No comments.� Howie turned off the TV and slammed the remote down. He couldn�t take looking at his ex-group member any longer. Just that second, the phone rang. ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ A slender African American woman rushed to her kitchen to hide with the phone. There she dialed an all to familiar number. One she hadn�t dialed, though, in almost ten years or so. Not since he left her to achieve his life-long dream. One ring... two rings... three... �Hello?� She took a deep breath before she responded, taking a little longer then the caller wanted to wait. �Hello!?� �Howie? Is that you?� Silence. �... Tiesha?� He remembered. ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ �Tiesha?� Howie questioned. He waited patiently for her to answer this time. �Yes, it�s me...� �Oh my god. Tiesha... how have you been?� he asked. �Howie... there�s something I need to tell you. Something I should have told you many years ago.� �What are you talk about?� he asked. �Did you catch the Rosie O�Donnell show today?� �Yeah, I did... why?� Stillness. �Brian wasn�t the first Backstreet father.� Howie dropped the phone. SIX FOUR |
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