Sunday, November 12 (Update)
Guess what? When I said I needed to take a nap, someone interrupted my plan even before I closed my eyes shut!
Mom: "Heather! I have some unexpected news to tell you!"
Heather: "I'm trying to take a nap! Tell me later!"
Mom: "No, Heather! It's really important! Let me in!"
Heather: "I can hear you perfectly in here!"
Mom: "Fine... You know your uncle, Hugo?"
Heather: "Yeah. I never met him, but you constantly keep talking about him? What about him?"
Mom: "He left London and is now coming and staying here for a few weeks-"
Heather: "Come in my room, now!"
My mom opened the door and seemed like she was so excited! She then sat beside me on my bed.
Heather: "Uncle Hugo is visiting us from London?"
Mom: "Yes, he's taking a vacation after his concerts-"
Heather: "Concerts?"
Mom: "He's a singer!"
Heather: "Really?! How come I never hear him on the news or on radio or something?"
Mom: "I hear him plenty of times on the radio and even in television!"
Heather: "That explains... I barely pay attention to the television when I have Internet... Anyway, when's he arriving?"
Mom: "He's already in the airport! I asked Emilia to pick him up with her car."
Heather: "I'll go with her! I want to meet him on the spot!"
Mom: "Get ready then! I'll tell Emilia you're going with her alright?"
Heather: "Thanks, mom."
~15 minutes later~
Emilia: "You're ready to go?"
Heather: "Yeah!"
Emilia: "Great! We don't want him waiting much longer!"
Me and Emilia both entered her car, started the engine and exited the driveway to go to the airport.
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~In the car~
Heather: "So... Did my mom ever mentioned to you about uncle Hugo?"
Emilia: "A lot of times! Your mom is very proud of him being successful as she is. He's the youngest in the family."
Heather: "How old is he?"
Emilia: "Thirty, I believe hearing."
Heather: "Ever met him?"
Emilia: "Never. This is like a treat, seeing the infamous Hugo that your mom keeps taking about."
Heather: "I know! She can't stop talking about him!"
Emilia: "Haha..."
Heather: "Did you ever seen him on television? I want to know how he looks like!"
Emilia: "Sorry, no. I heard him sing on the radio though. He has a wonderful voice!"
Heather: "Oh. I'll try listening to him sing when he's at our house..."
Emilia: "Trust me, you'll like his voice."
Heather: "But wait! How are we suppose to know how he looks like when we're going to pick him up?!"
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The Unwanted Image
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