"Uncle, um." I don't even know his first name, do I?
"Gil." I didn't, he never told me.
"Right. Uncle Gil, I think I'll take you up on that drink now."
"Want a soda?"
"Naw, no pop for me. Maybe a glass of water."
"What, none of you 'pop'?" I can't help but laugh, he has a dry sense of humour.
"No, just water. I've had enough sugar today. I bought a bag of M&M's at the airport."
"I prefer Chocobees myself." This guy eats candy?
He walks towards the fridge and looks in. He grabs a bottle of water and hands it to me.
"Bottled water?" I never drink this stuff, seems so pointless.
"Yeah, trust me, you don't want to drink Las Vegas water."
"I'll take your word for it." There are times that I took living next to a fresh water lake for granted. I twist the blue cap off of the water and take a big swig, "So, tell me more about your job."
~*~*~*~
The conversation was long and very interesting. Apparently my uncle had been working in forensic science for a little over 25 years now. He even used to lecture in places like San Francisco and L.A. He doesn't look like a public speaker. I guess that's why I shouldn't judge people. What is that beeping?
"Uncle Gil, you're beeping!"
"What? Oh," he scrabbles and takes a black pager from his pants pocket, "That'd be Sara," Sara eh? I wonder who that is, "She needs me."
I look at him and smile, "She needs you?"
"At the lab, she needs me at the lab." Sure.
"Okay." I look skeptical and I know it.
He either doesn't notice or chooses to ignore it. "Are you okay here? I'll be back by dinner, probably."
"Ya, sure. I'll unpack my stuff, or try to. I'm serious, those bugs are freaky."
"I told you, they won't mind." I will.
"Maybe I'll listen to some music." I shoot my eyes towards the stereo, it's gigantic!
"Sure, I'll call if I'm going to be late. The number to my office is in that black book over there." He points to a small book beside the phone. Grabbing a brown jacket off the chair at the table he heads out the door with a wave.
I'm alone now, in a strange house, filled to the rim with bugs and weird statues. this is great, I might as well attempt to unpack.
"Gil." I didn't, he never told me.
"Right. Uncle Gil, I think I'll take you up on that drink now."
"Want a soda?"
"Naw, no pop for me. Maybe a glass of water."
"What, none of you 'pop'?" I can't help but laugh, he has a dry sense of humour.
"No, just water. I've had enough sugar today. I bought a bag of M&M's at the airport."
"I prefer Chocobees myself." This guy eats candy?
He walks towards the fridge and looks in. He grabs a bottle of water and hands it to me.
"Bottled water?" I never drink this stuff, seems so pointless.
"Yeah, trust me, you don't want to drink Las Vegas water."
"I'll take your word for it." There are times that I took living next to a fresh water lake for granted. I twist the blue cap off of the water and take a big swig, "So, tell me more about your job."
~*~*~*~
The conversation was long and very interesting. Apparently my uncle had been working in forensic science for a little over 25 years now. He even used to lecture in places like San Francisco and L.A. He doesn't look like a public speaker. I guess that's why I shouldn't judge people. What is that beeping?
"Uncle Gil, you're beeping!"
"What? Oh," he scrabbles and takes a black pager from his pants pocket, "That'd be Sara," Sara eh? I wonder who that is, "She needs me."
I look at him and smile, "She needs you?"
"At the lab, she needs me at the lab." Sure.
"Okay." I look skeptical and I know it.
He either doesn't notice or chooses to ignore it. "Are you okay here? I'll be back by dinner, probably."
"Ya, sure. I'll unpack my stuff, or try to. I'm serious, those bugs are freaky."
"I told you, they won't mind." I will.
"Maybe I'll listen to some music." I shoot my eyes towards the stereo, it's gigantic!
"Sure, I'll call if I'm going to be late. The number to my office is in that black book over there." He points to a small book beside the phone. Grabbing a brown jacket off the chair at the table he heads out the door with a wave.
I'm alone now, in a strange house, filled to the rim with bugs and weird statues. this is great, I might as well attempt to unpack.