"How vague of you," I muttered.
"See?" He asked one of the men we passed. "Too smart."
The man didn't laugh, but the corners of his lips twitched.
"Uncle Mal," I said. "I really meant... what were you talking about with me? You said you were considering something. Considering what?"
Uncle Mal sighed.
"I cannot tell you right now, kiddo. You're going to have to be fine with that," he told me, his tone firm but gentle.
"Okay," I replied.
"Okay? That's it?" he asked disbelievingly.
"Yeah, I trust you," I said as I smiled at him.
Uncle Mal beamed as he scooped me up into his arms. He opened the door to the basement and tickled me all the way down the stairs. There was loud music playing, smoke thick in the air, and laughter from all the guys around already drinking.
I was set down on
