I shook my head. "No idea. He said he wants to tell me on the highest stage. I already said yes."
My uncle laughed right away, "That kid’s got ambition. I believe he’ll win. People with a goal always give it their all."
I thought so too and nodded hard. "Yeah!"
Ronald’s lips curled, just a bit, but the smile vanished before it even formed. His lips pressed together tightly, and his eyes grew darker.
My uncle was fine. When I asked him about last night, he mumbled a bit, probably too embarrassed to say much. I didn’t press him and rushed home to deal with Mom’s belongings.
Ronald walked with me. We were side by side, not talking at first. Not unusual. It’s always me doing the talking anyway. Ronald’s the type who’s got a sharp tongue but doesn’t like chatting much.
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