The
plane touches down into London, England. I felt EXCITED, THRILLED and NERVOUS
all bloshed up together. Not a stellar feeling.
I’m finally back in London! I
missed this place. I
thought. London may not be my home(s) but it holds a very special place in my
heart. I miss the river Thames, I miss the big red buses, I even miss the
dreary weather. But what I miss most about London was Aunt Lennie.
Aunt
Lennie is the most gorgeous & nicest & sweetest & grounded woman
ever. I mean, how could anyone not want to marry Aunt Lennie? She’s having me
over here for a vacation… while I sort out my messed-up life. She’s awesome to
let me be here forever 3 months. I can’t stay in America any longer. I just can’t.
My
whole life is breaking down. I need to get away from it and from love. Oh, I’m
also boycotting guys.
Three
months in England is heaven and also my safe haven. I can lose myself here.
I
quickly grab my hand luggage and exited the stuffy airplane. I also grabbed my
checked-in stuff hurriedly and went out the airport. And there she is, my
lovely Aunt Lennie.
People
used to say I looked a lot like her. Like, yeah right. Sure, we got the same brown
hair and grey eyes but either than that zilch.
“Linnie!!
Oh, I missed you so much, darling!” she hugged me tightly. “How are you?”
“I’m
fine, Aunt Lennie. I missed you so much too.” hugging her back.
“You
look as gorgeous as always, sweetie. You grown a little taller since the last
time I saw you!” she said, analysing me.
I’m
tall, with brown curls and grey eyes (as I already mentioned.) I was wearing a
denim jacket, with a white tee, denim shorts and boots. I probably look like a
mess, but I accepted Aunt Lennie’s compliments anyway.
“Thanks
Aunt Len, but you look WAY more gorgeous.” I said as we walked out of the
terminal. “I also can’t wait to see your house!”
“Oh,
by the way, Lynn…” she said
hesitantly. I look sharply at her. “What?” “I forgot to tell you, but I have to
go somewhere else for some work commitments… so we’re not going to stay in
London.”
“We
aren’t?” I can’t help feeling disappointed. I was expecting it so much. But I
should have known, Aunt Lennie is very busy but I also kept my hopes high. Oh
well, blame my very bad luck.
“Yes,
I’m so sorry, Linnie.”
I
took a deep breath. There’re a lot of places which a near London, but I knew
those places weren’t the answer. I knew the main place which Aunt Lennie works
and that was like 242.96
kilometres or 151 miles away from London, which means around 4 or maybe 5 hours
by car. She can never take me to London.
“So,
where’s the place?” I asked anyway.
“Honey,
you already know the answer. We’re going to Doncaster.”
Ouch. It’s
so far away.
“Oh,
alright, um, when are we leaving?” I asked.
“Right
now.” she said.
Damn.
“Let’s
go then! We have no time to waste. Doncaster’s, like, 4 hours away from here.
We gotta hurry!” I snapped angrily.
“I’m so,
so, sorry, Lynn… I can’t help it. But maybe I can ask my neighbours to show you
around Doncaster, they’re very lovely boys indeed.” she tried to cheer me up.
But she obviously failed.
“Thanks,
but no thanks Aunt Lennie. I’m off guys at the moment.” I said, getting into
the car moodily. If it was a girl, I’d love to hang out with her but since it’s
a guy, sorry GUYS, no thank you.
“C’mon,
Aunt Lennie, let’s go. I’m feeling quite jet-lagged.”
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