Ok I sound like a gay man so I’m going to stop now.  Thats frightening.

“Hi Ashley.”  I turned to see uncle Arthur approaching us in full cop uniform.  You know when he wasn’t arresting me he looked pretty good.  The black shirt and pants with his shiny badges and decal.  

“Hi!”  I greeted.  We were warming up to each other slowly.  

Last night I took some time to talk to Kyla while we were going to bed and we came to the agreement that we should tell Arthur today.  So I’m just going to do it.  We want to make do it in a way were it doesn’t become a big dramatic confession.

I’m fine with telling hime.  I just hate that transition part.  I’m never good at that.

“Good.  So everything is set.  Paula’s driving the van and everyone is going to be there for you guys.  We’ll all be a wall away.”  He grinned.  

“Great.  Can I uh, tell you something?”  I blurted.  I meant to do that slower and more casually but like I said, I’m not good at this.

“Sure.”  He said casually.  Spencer was teetering from foot to foot.  I could tell she was trying to determine weather or not to leave.  I didn’t want her to so I latched onto her arm.  She keeps me calm.

There was a long moment of silence before someone cleared their throat.

“Right so about LA…”  I played with the hem of my shirt and talked to our shoes.  They were less intimidating.  

“Ashley I understand this is hard.  You don’t have to-”

“No.  I do, I rather you know my version before you hear someone else’s.”  Like my mother.  Ok deep breath.  In… Out.  In… Out.  Alright.

“Kyla and I ran away.”  I blurted.  My mouth!  For god sakes I’d duck tape it if it weren’t for the fact that I needed it to talk!

“Ok?”  He looked confused I don’t blame him.  

I was a little flustered at this point.  I don’t know.  I think the combination of all these things happening in a less than a week period was slowly getting to me.