"Wakeup honey." I feel my mom moving her hand on my head. I slowly open my eyes. "I'm sorry about yesterday but I really don't want to leave you alone." She says in an apologizing manner.
"It's alright mom. I understand." I take her hand in mine and kiss it.
"Get ready." She say with a smile. "I'll see you downstairs. " she says and get up to leave.
Finally, I pull my self together and step into the shower. I put on my black t-shirt my mom got me on my 18th birthday and decide to curl my hair. After 30 minutes, I'm downstairs, ready to go.
We eat our breakfast and finally head towards a car. It's a long 3 hours drive from our place too LA . The day seems a lot sunnier and Jonah is perfectly happy. Somehow, looking at my happy go lucky brother makes me feel happy too. I'm not alone, I tell myself. Jonah is with me. This is probably the only thought that makes me feel better at the moment.

We reach Michael's after almost 3 hours. I step outside the car, my mom and Jonah come behind me. I begin to pick up our bags and give a hug to my mom.
"I'll miss you, happy anniversary. " I tell her.
"Thanks dear. I'll miss you more baby. Must take care of Jonah. I'll text you when we reach there. Let me know you are safe okay ?" She says
"Yeah sure." I say with a smile and walk towards my dad.
" I love you." He says when I hug him. " hmmm. " I reply with a smile. They kiss mine and jonahs cheeks and walk again towards the car. We wave our hands off to them, to say goodbye.

The door is opened on the second bell. Michael opens the door. He looks old but happy and I can do nothing after looking at him but smile.
"Oh my gosh!" He exclaims happily, "look whose there." He says and shakes jonahs hand. "Alice!" He calls out my name. "It's so good to see you dear. Come in, come in." He welcomes us inside.
"You look great." He tells me, " and very pretty, I might add." He says with a smile.
"You look perfect too, Michael." I say with a smile.
"Always am." He replies.

Michael's house is big and clean. You can tell he is a very rich man after looking at his house. Although he no longer can work on the factory he owns because his second heart attack has started to cause trouble to his health. So basically Michael's son is probably supporting his business.
And no doubt, the business is going well. I can tell it by looking at the house ceilings and printed walls. It is really not the same house I saw when I was 6. It's changed. But to my surprise,  uncle Michael is still the same.

"Have a seat children." He says and I sit down while Jonah just run towards the small fish pond place on a table.

"How's everything Alice?  How you've been ?" He asks kindly.

"I'm pretty good. What about you? I didn't hear your voice after last Christmas. Probably thought you have forgotten me."

"I can never forget you, my pinky child. I'm sorry I couldn't communicate, but I did miss you so much." He says and I can feel that his every word is so real.

Someone knocks at the door and enters in the lounge. I bet this is Michael's son, though I don't know his name but he resembles his dad. His eyes are blue and lips are full. His face properly shaped that somehow makes him look like an i-am-not-easy-to-play-with kind of man. His body is sexy and attractive. And I feel like I can spend hours just looking at it.