"Mommy Mommy Mommy, please tell us a bedtime story!", Connor begged excitedly. “It's getting late guys, I'm not so sure,” mummy reasoned. “Ughhhh but last night you promised you'd tell us one tonight!”, Ali whined. Mom finally gave in and pulled up a chair. The children immediately fell silent and huddled under the covers waiting. Mom took a deep breath knowing that the kids would have a hard time processing the story she was about to tell. “I was seventeen and about to turn eighteen and graduate in a month when my life completely turned upside down,” Mom began. "MOM! we don't want to hear some boring, silly story about you!" six-year-old Connor protested. “I promise it will be worth it, just wait and see. Anyway, like I was saying, it was my senior year and everything was going great! I was the captain of the cheerleading team and in most cases non-cocky, loved by everyone , but for some reason I hadn't been happy since the last time I had talked to Emma, ​​who had been my best friend all my life. We had been inseparable since we met - which was before kindergarten in the second year it ruined our friendship. I was dating this cute guy named Hunter. He was always close to Emma and I was aware it was never a problem until I heard rumors about them dating behind my back. When I found out it was true, it broke me in half. I lashed out at Emma and Hunter not knowing what else to do. Hunter finally told me the truth that he had feelings for Emma this whole time, but I didn't I couldn't even bear to look at it. He hurt me so much by telling me this. I couldn't even put the words together to talk to him, I would just... middle of paper... talk about it later. I looked at my mother, my real mother, and then at Emma. Then I realized that all this had to happen, I had just got my best friend back, which I never imagined. No matter how complicated the situation is, good will always come from it. Guys, that's how you know Aunt Emma!” Mom said smiling. Ali and Connor gasped, practically jumping out of their seats. Both children were overwhelmed and started asking lots of questions, when their mother silenced them. Ali, unable to contain himself, asked "But how did this happen?" “Shouldn't doctors know better?” Connor added. Mother, already waiting for these questions (for they were once some of hers) had the answers ready but as it was getting late she said, "Now boys, those are stories I'll tell another night" as she walked out the door..