January 22, 2022, 4:00 pm
We sit in a great, gigantic, white mansion eating delicious, chocolate-chip cookies along with my mom. I have no idea how she showed up or how she even found us, but I guess secrets are yet to be known. All I do know is that Maisie received a call from my mother on my phone and she attended it.
I expected my mother to be extremely mad at me, but instead, she is the most ecstatic person I've ever seen. We even toured around London together with taking like a million pictures. Me, my mom, Mrs. Caroline, Rose and Maisie are seated on a grand modern couch with Richard in hospital for his terribly bad bruises.
That kind of reminds me of the news David spilt out. Like the fact that my mom had once been bullied by him, that left me shocked for my life. I never knew my mom actually knew him way before I was born and now he's after me and Addilyn. I guess he hates our whole family. There might be some reason that he hates our family, but I don't know it, so I'll have to figure it out on my own.
I thought about all this while I was eating my cookie, and finally got to the end of it when I finished it. At the same time, my mom gets a call from somebody. She murmurs a few words with pauses in between until the call is finally declined.
Looks like she got good news as she turns towards us and says, "Looks like we're getting a free private flight back to Los Angeles!" and I could hear that joyousness in her tone.
"Cool! I've never been in a private jet," Maisie replies.
"What time, exactly?" I ask
"2:30 am, in the midnight," my mom responds.
I don't like the sound of traveling at the midnight. I mean, can pilots even see where they're going?
"Is there any possibility to postpone it? Like in the ... morning?" I ask nervously.
"Afraid of the dark?" Rose asks sarcastically.
"Umm ... no, definitely not. I've been in so many situations where it's been so dark, but when it's dark in the plane, the pilots can't see anything like what do they- how do they-"
"It'll be fine, Lara," my mom interrupts. I still don't understand how the pilots know where they're going. "By the way, I've been meaning to tell you this ever since I got here. I am so sorry for my past actions; I never knew it would affect you so much into getting you into London. I should've known that you were impressively smart and that there was no way you would get 51% in your science test."
"It's not your fault anyway; David planned all this," I inform.
"I'm glad it's settled. Now please don't escape at the midnight again."
"Okay, I won't. Thanks for saving me, thanks for everything."
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A Journey, A Coincidence, A Memory
AdventureThree young teens are on a mission to discover the truth. Is life really normal for them anymore? Or is their life going to have tons of ups and downs... including journeying in a cargo box!
