So instead of me updating why I haven't uploaded anything or where I have been wanna hear about the dream I had last night? No? Okay, then! (this is going to in story format, because that is how my dreams take place. Also I almost NEVER dream with ME in it, like this dream.)
Love Kills
A woman in her mid-forties had two priorites; sing opera and mother her only son, listed as important to her. She was an opera singer first, and maybe, if she had time, she'd teach her son to play piano so he could take over as lead pianist in her show (as all the other ones quit from her being such a diva).
When her son grew to about five, he took ove