As I near the state where I grew up, I become more nervous. I’m not sure what I’m going to say or do.
My uncle called. He hasn’t called for 2 months. Now, close, so close to the end he calls.
The only thoughts I can think of with him are not good. He left us there, he hated my mom for years. He helped stir her anger.
I guess I need to get to driving.