This vacation was going to be great. I haven't seen Diggory and Polly in years, and now, with my parents going out of town for the summer, they're letting me stay on their farm, instead of going to summer advancement camp. Even though we're not related, they've always treated me like family. I also heard that they're in the middle of adopting a boy my age, so I'll have someone to talk to! This is going to be amazing!
I saw a familiar rusty Ford pick-up pulled up and a tall man with crazy, white hair get out and look around,
"UNCLE DIGGORY!" I shouted and he whipped his head around and met my eyes,
"Now, that can't be my little Lucy." I ran full throttle into his open arms and hugged him until he piped in, "We better get home, Polly's gonna be mad I kept you all to myself!" He picked up my bag and slung an arm over my shoulder while guiding me toward the passenger side of the truck. When we were both inside we took off toward Narnia Ranch.
"You're too skinny," He proclaimed after surveying me from the drivers seat, "Polly'll say the same."
"My mom has been on this new-age diet, and I don't have the money to buy my own food all the time." Uncle Diggory just grumbled at this. It was true, I have lost a few pounds due to my mother's obsession with always losing two more pounds, "I've been so excited about coming. I made all of my friends jealous talking about it," I started rambling. I had been looking forward to coming since December, when I got the letter saying that I was allowed to come,
"Well, Polly and I have been looking forward to having you," He took his eyes off the road to smile at me, before looking forward again, "We need a little excitement every once in a while." This confused me. I thought they just adopted,
"Didn't you and Aunt Polly just adopt someone my age?" Uncle Diggory frowned a little, like he was trying to think of how to answer my question,
"Edmund, but…" He trailed off, and frowned again, staying silent,
"Tell me about him!" I was practically bouncing in my seat, anxious for information on the boy no one would tell me about,
"Edmund is fifteen, so a year older than you, right?" I nodded, "He's," Uncle Diggory paused, "Quiet." What was so complex about quiet? I know lots of quiet people,
"Is he nice?" There was another tense silence,
"Lucy-Lu, I wouldn't expect much out of Edmund at first." Uncle Diggory tightened his grip on the steering wheel,
"Why? What's wrong with him," I asked him, a little scared. What shouldn't I expect?
"Edmund, he's been through a lot, and Polly and I learned the hard way you have to earn his trust." He was gripping the steering wheel so tight his knuckles were turning white, "Don't go in expecting to be instant friends with him, because while he'll be nice to you…" Uncle Diggory trailed off but I got the picture. I nodded and we were silent the rest of the way to the farm.
A/N: It's short. But The next chapter will rock! For all reviewers, I have Ice Cream!