Then I shut the door before he could say anything else.
"I love you!" Dad called out after he rolled his window down.
"Love you too!" I called back as I ran to the front door.
I was greeted by all the normal guys that I always see. I walked into the house, threw my bag on the couch and went to search for Uncle Mal. I thought he'd be in his office, but then I heard voices coming from the kitchen. I couldn't hear what they were saying, but I recognized Uncle Mal's voice.
I raced over to the kitchen, rounding the corner to spot my uncle. He was laughing with two men I know very well; Mason and Garrett. They've been friends with our family for a very long time.
Mason used to be Uncle Mal's assistant a long time ago. For some reason, now he's my dad's assistant. Garrett is his younger bro
