I got to go home which it felt like I haven't been home in forever. I was so excited but also worried my parents would punish me greatly. I called Myra and I didn't even get to say hello. She cut me off and said "Gurl where have you been?" I told her that there was a mix up with the flight. "I am just so happy to hear your voice again!" "You too. Well I will talk to you later, bye!"
I then called my butler to come pick me up. Even though he was my butler he was very much like my father.I called my butler he was so happy to here my voice and told me he would be there in about five minutes. I then said my farewells.
My butler picked me up and we drove on home. But I had no idea how to break the news about Cuba and my husband. But I better think of something soon.
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