My Little Secret: A Kamala Harris Love Story

Chapter 17: Welcome to California

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After our second round, and we both got dressed again, enjoying the view from above, Kamala laid her head on my shoulder, dozing off while I watch the clear skies.

Within 1 hour later

Her nieces fans through the plane, playing around while Kamala sleeps like a baby. I tapped on the seat alerting them that Kamala is sleeping.

"Shhh, auntie is sleepy.." I said whispering to the girls as they winked and walked out of the room silently.

Kamala slept through the ride, as I rubbed shoulders.

Maya walked in and saw Kamala taking a nap.

"Sis, wake up we're almost there." She tapped on her shoulder.

I can see the city from here, clear view and beautiful.

"Baby, wake up." Kamala slowly wakes up drifting from her slumber, she looks out the window seeing the city.

"We're finally here after a long ride." She leaned closely as I wrapped my arms around her.

The plane began to take position into landing, as soon as we got to our destination.

The plane slowly landed on ground as we sat in our seats, looking out the window, Meena held her daughters hands while the plane slowly stops. We all got our belongings as the door opens, Kamala and I walked out while the secret service agents followed behind 6 feet away, Kamala's family followed behind as we all got in the separate cars.

The agents put our luggages in the back of the trunk as Kamala and I sat inside the vehicle.

And then we rode off to Kamala's grandparents' house. It's a long ride, as I look outside the window, the temperature here is 80' degress.

"Baby, it's really hot here." I said sweating up a heat as the fan began to blow out air.

"Yep, that's how it been when I grew up here. It's been like this for a long time." She said as we entered the highway.

I can see that Kamala misses this place, this is where it all began, her childhood.

I only came here for vacationing with my cousin back when I was little, back then Joe and my dad went fishing at the lake, while me and my cousins including his son Hunter would go on adventures, those were some good ol' memories.

But....I never told Kamala what happened to me, and probably may never tell her soon enough... But when I was a teenager, when I came back out here, there was a huge storm and fell in a pouring rain.... I saw a figure of a woman, who look a lot like Kamala a little, she spotted me and held me close as she brought me to the hospital, her figure was vague, I couldn't see how she look due to my blurry eyes, that was the last time I saw her..... Summer of 1996

I reminisces my life through the vision of my past, as I remember, the scar that went away from my forehead.

"Alex....Alex?" Kamala gently shook me as she looked worried.

"You okay?" She asked looking worried as I brushed away the feeling. "Yeah, I'm fine baby, don't worry and I'll be alright." She nodded off.

But, still I kept asking myself who the mysterious woman was.... From my past...

After a three hour long ride, we can to San Francisco of SoCal, California. There approaching at the gate of the hotel, and it is a big building, white as snow and a large garden, very high and so many people going in and out.

Many people standed in line on the side walk cheering and waving flags, as Kamala and I waved.

Cars were honking as we entered the driveway.