Chapter 10
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Kinley POV
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As I watched them drive off, leaving me with only 30 minutes to get there, knowing it would take longer by walking.
I didn't feel upset, I wasn't mad or even scared. I was relieved. . . . I would get there, pack up my belongings and just. . . go.
My phone started to vibrate, I pulled it out of my pocket and answered immediately. Only two people normally call me and it wasn't a hard guess at who it could be.
" Uncle Joe! "
" Hey lil bit, I know ya at school right now , don't mean to bother ya if busy but, uh need to talk to you about something. "
He sounded nervous.
" Is something wrong? " I quickly asked.
" No, I just. uh. ah hell, might as well just rip the band-aid off. What'd ya think about me asking Ginger ta marry me, lil bit
