Novel1The Foster troup's private airstrip was just a stone's throw on the public one Evangelate and Wade got there just as two iwanky private jete were touching down Evangeline was bussing with excitement. Which two of her uncles would be stepping off the planes? ter uncles had struck out on their own when they were just kids, so even though she was raised by her grandfather, she had not really gotten to know all of them. It was something she always felt a little bummed about.
With her birthday celebration bringing everyone together though, she figured it would be a blast for them and a real treat for Cole.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe planes cto a halt, and as soon as they stopped, the hatch on the plane to Evangeline's left swung open. A tall guy in a crisp white outfit and shades made his way down the steps.
On the right, a dude wearing a cool black getup with a hip hop vibe hairstyle stepped off the other plane.
Evangeline saw both uncles disembark at the stand was torn on who to greet first. So, she just grabbed Wade and decided to wait.
""Hey there, uncles!" Uncle Holden, the third in line, whipped off his sunglasses and gave Evangeline a once over, cracking a joke, "Evie, can you tell us apart? Are you sure we're the uncles you're looking for?" Evangeline was in a real pickle. The Fosters had their own airstrip, so there was no way she could have picked up the wrong person. Her Uncle Yale had not given her any info on her uncles, whose identities were pretty much a mystery. She did not want to snoop around h She gave a sheepish grin and tried to play it cool. "Guess I didn't think this through. Mind introducing yourself, Uncle, so I don't mess up again in the future?" Holden caught the embarrassed look on Evangeline's face and it clicked. He remembered someone who looked just like that. He could not help but laugh out lood "Even your cops' face is a dead giveaway. You're totally one of us Fosters, no question! I'm Uncle Holden, the middle child out of the five brothers. This guy here..." He nudged the boy next to him, who was decked out in hip-hop gear. "Meet Aemon Foster, the second youngest of us." Evangeline took a good look at her Aemon and could not quite mask her astonishment.
She had thought Uncle James was a real heartbreaker, but Aemon was on a whole other level. If it were not for his over-the-top hip-hop outfit and the funky bling on his face, Uncle Aemon would be a knockout! "Holden, Aemon, you must've had a long trip. Grandpa's also waiting at home, all worried. Why don't we head back and catch up more?" "Sounds good, sounds good," Out of nowhere, a sleek black Land Rover rolled up.
Evangeline could tell right away that this was no ordinary ride.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWas this... a bulletproof car?
Holden and Aemon did not bat an eye as they put Wade in the driver's seat, leaving him to sit there all by his m lonesome. The rest of the family piled into the back, with Evangeline's uncles flanking her on both sides.
They did not even wait until they were hto start grilling her.
"Evie, how's it going? Are you safe? That jerk Walter hasn't messed with you, has he?" Holden's voice was heavy with concern, his brow furrowed deeply. "No way. With you guys looking out for me, Walter wouldn't dare." "That's what I thought." Aemon, who had been quiet, let out a cold huff.
"I always knew Andrew was no good, but our dear sister just had to say yes. Nothing could've stopped her."
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