Chapter 24

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Just Uncle 

Melody Young

Traveling by bus while pregnant was easier than I thought it would be. I don't know if it's because I'm not that far along or if it's because I made friends with the driver early in the trip, but it was comfortable. Even though the ride was easy I was glad to f8akky reach my destination. I got off the bus in front of what used to be the oasis motel and waited for the bus driver to hand me my bag. The motel itself was connected to the bus station, which was both strange and convenient. I got my bag and went inside the lobby to book a room for the night. I brought more than enough cash for what I needed but for some reason, the girl at the front counter acted like she didn't want to give me a room without a card.

"Since when is that mandatory?" I asked her. She smiled but it was the kind of smile that was polite but calling me stupid at the same time.

"You must not have booked a room in a while," she said.

"I haven't I employ someone to do that for me," I replied. Damn, I'm pulling the rich girl card so easily.

"Well, I can let it slide since you only want a room for the night anyth8g longer than that and you'll have to get a card to put on file. I know you haven't been here in a while, but you know the rules lyric" she said.

"What?" I asked her.

"Come on girl, don't play dumb because you got a new haircut," she said with an eye roll.

"I don't know who you're talking about, my name is melody," I said to her.

"Whaaaaaaaat?" She stopped and pressed her lips together. She was quiet for a while before she told me to wait and disappeared from behind the counter.

"She never gave me a room key," I said to the other girl behind the counter. She was a lot younger, in fact, she barely looked like a teenager. The young girl looked up at me and then around the empty room.

"She probably went to go get my grandpa," she said as her eyes set back on the ph9e in her hands.

"For what?" I asked. The girl shrugged

The girl looked up at me and shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know, you'll have to wait and see because I don't know how to use the room key machine."

She has an attitude, but I mean she's a young teenage girl, so I get it. I stood there and waited for the first girl to come back and as promised she was bringing her grandfather from the back room behind the counter. He was dressed in khaki pants and a collared shirt with the motel 6 logo on it. He stood by the door for a second, staring at me open-mouthed like he was looking at a ghost.

"Is something wrong?" I asked them.

He pressed his lips together into a sweet smile. "You just look like someone I used to know," he replied lovingly.

"So, I'm guessing you knew my mom," I said to him. He raised his eyebrows and slipped his hands into his pockets as he approached the counter.

"And who is your mother if you don't mind me asking?" he said. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the old picture. He took it into his hands, and I watched a smile creep across his face.

"I'll be damned," he said softly before he looked over at his granddaughter. "don't charge her for her room."

"Yes sir," she said before she moved over to the register. She handed me back the cash that I had given her to pay for the room and I put it in my pocket.

"I haven't seen you since the weekend I took this picture," he said. "Out there by the pool before we filled it in."

"You took this," I asked him.

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