I woke up around eight and went downstairs. Annabel was up of course and my aunt was sitting on the couch. "Lana, are you ready? Go pack." My aunt says. "What?" I ask in confusion. "No excuses, I thought it through. You need to see your uncle." She says. I stand in shock. I walk back up the stairs and pack. How long am I planned to be staying?  Panic rises through me. I begin to feel unable to breathe. I take a deep breath and continue packing.

  I don't say a word while we are on our way to meet my uncle at a gas station. As soon as we get there, I see a man who is fairly tall, maybe six inches taller than I am, I'm only 5'3 anyhow. He looked serious but when he saw me he smiled. I got out of the vehicle and went over to him as well as my aunt. "Well hi Lana! I'm your mom's brother." He says. "I heard." I say. He looks at me strange. "She's grouchy in the morning." My aunt says. I snicker. I look at him. He looks similar to my mom. If my mom didn't like him and forbidded me to see him then it must have been a good reason. That's why I feel like this is such a bad idea.

My aunt leaves and I put my stuff in the back of his car. I get in the passenger seat as he gets in the drivers. At first he doesn't say anything so I don't either. I look out the window till he begins to talk. "How old are you now?" He asks. "16." I tell him. "Time sure has went by, your almost an adult." He says. "Yeah." I say. "I'm sorry about your parents." He says. I don't reply. "Your mom didn't like me." He adds after a few seconds. "Why?" I ask. "Its a long story." He says, he sighs . "Don't I deserve to know?" I ask. "You already dont like I can see so why make it worse?" He says, with a chuckle. "I never said that. Its just all suspicious." I say. "What is?" he asks. "One day out of twelve years you call and want me to visit you and claim your my uncle . my mom never mentioned having a brother ." I say . "She didnt?" He asks. He sounded hurt.  "Nope."I tell him. "Look I know its weird but I have been trying to contact you for a long time but I didn't know where to even start and I finally did... Twelve years later. " he says. I don't reply . I just stare out the window.