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AT THE AIRPORT
Robbie Ray glanced at his watch again. What could be taking her so long?
All
the other passengers were out of the plane! In fact, it had taken off
to
its next destination! Where could she be? Jackson's voice
pulled him out of
his deep, black hole of worry.
''
Whoa, dad! Would you check out that babe? Oh yeah, she's checkin me
out!'' Miley rolled her eyes at Jackson and continued to scan the
crowd.
Then she turned her gaze to the young woman that Jackson was talking about.
Layered,
bone straight, shoulder-length brown hair blew softly in the breeze
she was causing by her brisk pace. She was about five foot four,
and her
light brown eyes sparkled with anticipation. Miley's
interest was peaked when
she saw the girl look Robbie Ray's way.
She began to run, dragging her bags
behind her.
''
See, I told you that chicks dig me, dad!'' Jackson said, his sudden
flood of confidence causing him to take his hands out of his
pockets and
stand up straighter. When she was about six feet
away, the girl dropped her
bags and called out,
'' UNCLE ROBBIE RAY!'' Miley laughed at Jackson's shocked expression.
''
Kayla!'' come Robbie Ray's response. '' Kayla, honey, is that really
you?''
That's the end of chapter 3. Hope you like it.