We talk a bit more before she starts asking me some questions, apparently wanting to now more about me since we are going to be together, hopefully.

“So tell me about home” I always loved how she was interested in where I came from, but this time it was different not just for knowing because we’re best friends, it was a question so she could engrave it into her brain and she could say her girlfriend was from Ohio.

“Ohio, it was beautiful, not many people, but it was just great, quiet, green, vast.” I realize that the tiredness has taken more over me than I thought so I end my explanation there as I look into those beautiful eyes of hers which are also closing before I drift off to sleep.

“Are you girls sleeping?” I hear a voice coming from the door, I look at it and realize someone is knocking so almost instinctively I jump onto the floor and hurt my butt in the process. I wake my friend as she responds.

“We are now” I giggle a bit at her comment, we were in a very comfortable sleeping position and her mom had to ruin it. Her mom walks in as I look at the clock and realize its 3 am then I look at my friend’s mom as she walks towards us.

“I need you girls to pick up somebody from the airport” I look at my friend as she moans and tries to talk to her mom but the sleepiness has made her unable to talk for a bit.

“Why do we have to go mom?” She asks and I even wait for a response

“Because it’s someone you want to meet.” I think about the answer her mom just gave her and think who does she want to meet, and why have I not been told.

“Why us mom, I don’t want to meet anyone” And there she answer my question, she doesn’t want to meet anyone, so why do we have to go I ask her mom in my head.

“Because Honey, she is more related to you than to me” I look at my friend and she’s trying to think of who that someone maybe.

“Is it Aunt Charlotte?” She asks, and I think about our past conversations about her family and I do recall an Aunt Charlotte, it was her dad’s sister or something like that.

“No, it’s someone you have never met” I laugh a little at such a stupid hint

“Well, then why would I want to meet them now?” She asks still very tired

“Is it one of my dad’s sisters I haven’t met yet?” She asks once again extremely tired.

“No Honey, it’s, it’s umm…” Her mother is stumbling over her words it got to be huge like, her father, maybe he didn’t die.

“It’s you sister” As soon as I here sister I sit up off the floor as does my best friend. We both look at her with big huge red question marks drawn on our faces. She gets up and walks towards her mother and looks like she’s just seen a ghost.

“Here’s her information, she going to be here in 1 hour so you might want to get dressed” Her mom leaves the room, and we both just look at each other in shock as she hands me the paper her mom gave her and she sits on the edge of her bed. I look at the paper and it has all the information, the flight number, the gate she’s coming through, everything. I search the paper for my best friend’s sister’s name and there it is on the top left corner.

Ashley Davies