Coming home

Chapter 6

-- 5 years later

I'm 18 now and I decided to leave L.A for two reasons. 1. My aunt is annoying. And 2. I miss Oklahoma a lot. I wake in our big condo and look around I am gonna miss this bed it's a temper pedic. I haven't changed much I just looked older and a little taller. I go down the hall and turn on the stove. I'm making Hot cakes when my little French Bulldog Mucho starts bouncing up and down wanting me to feed him he's different then others he looks like my other dog Chief but just in bulldog form same color though.

"Hi Mucho you want something to eat buddy." I say in the highest baby voice I could muster. He runs over to his bowl and starts dancing. He's just a little pup but he's so dang smart.

"Your up early." I hear my groggy aunt form the other side say.

"Of course I am I always make you breakfast in bed"

"Actually you don't what's the occasion?"

"Nothing I just want you to be treated like the queen you are."

"Umhmm this is about Oklahoma isn't it?"

"Yes I mean no I mean, please now I'm old enough and lady enough to go back its my home and I miss it."

"I know you miss it and I did say you could go back when your ready. Okay I'll call and make the flight arrangements after breakfast."

"Ohhhh thank you thank you thank you Aunt Sinclair. I'm so happy thank you." I run to my room and start shoving stuff in my suit case special stuff I bought for this purpose. I'm going back home to see my uncle my horse and my brother and.... All of a sudden a memory floods in a memory of Bo my best Friend.

When we get on the plane I was so excited so my aunt gave a calming pill. And I drifted of to sleep. The memories I have out there are all the same happiness and serenity. I remember always being happy except when my brother was around then I was annoyed. The thought of going back just made me so relaxed.

I woke up and we were landing. I look around a little curious trying to remember where I was and why but thankfully we went during the day so I remember everything. I'm going home.
I grab my suitcase and head toward checkout when I remember Mucho.

"Did you already get him aunt Sinclair?" I asked kinda nervous.

"Ummmm." I cut her off and run towards luggage pick up and there he is in his white crate all scared and whining.

"Oh Mucho are you okay buddy? I'm so sorry little guy. Mommy won't do that ever again were home now." I stop talking and look around everyone was staring at me and the crate. I guess I did look a little crazy. I went back to the car. This time we are arriving in a car as in my Jacksons truck. Great. Even though he's 4 years older then me he still acts like my annoying dad.

"Well howdy there little lady. I suppose you two need a ride to the Shires ranch." He said in a annoying way.

"Are you not going to come get the door for you new lady sister?" My aunt hisses. He gets out gets the door for me and Mucho.

"What's that your little soft kitty cat?"

"No this is Mucho my French bulldog."

"Same thing." I'm definitely not going to like this part about coming home.