I Miss My Uncle Charles Y'all นิยาย & เรื่องราว

We were all sitting down and eating. "Charles, what are you doing here?" Brandon asked "I wanted to stop by. It's been a while since I last saw you," Uncle Charles replied "Well, come sit and have some barbeque," Kathleen said. I haven't seen Uncle Charles since he apologized for the way he treated me. He has spoken to Blake on the phone sometimes, but they haven't seen each other since that day either. "Hello, Camela," Uncle Charles said "Hello," I replied

It looks like he’s meeting half my family today, poor guy. “Nice to meet you” Charles said. He doesn’t seem bothered by anything and shakes my uncle's hand. “I’ve got some stuff in my truck I need help dropping off up at Paige’s place, would you mind coming for a ride and giving me a hand unloading everything?” My uncle asks him. “Sure, I’d be happy to” Charles answers heading towards the door. This gives my mom and I a chance to talk. I can tell by the look in her face, since I told her about Charles being a witch she has some questions for me.

, I paused for a while and crossed my arms. "Why don't you let Charles take the position dad? He is more capable than I am", I said trying to explain my side. Charles was my step-cousin and the son of Uncle Sam. My grandparents adopted Uncle Sam when he was still ten years old because he was already an orphan at that time when both his parents died in a plane crash. He married Aunt Josephine, a restaurant waitress, and had with them, Charles and Margaret. But when Charles turned 18 and Margaret was 15 years old, Aunt Josephine died of heart failure.

“Do you want me to make a public statement? Clear things up? The rumors have died down for a while, but if it makes you uneasy, I can…” “No. It’s alright, Nate.” I interrupted, “You don't need to do that. I know where your heart and feelings are,” I smiled at him. He smiled back. “Mummy! Mummy! Is that Uncle Noah?” Charles asked, yelling from the back seat. I turned to glance out the window, and he was indeed there. Noah. He was standing by a street stall, eating snacks with a beautiful woman. “I want to go and meet Uncle Noah,” Charles whined.

The moment my eyes met purple ones, we both knew and had a mutual understanding about how we had messed up. “Aria, this is your father's brother, your older uncle, you can call him Uncle Ronald.” Oblivious to the tension between us, Mrs.Laura said.

A part of me was grateful for Franklin's interruption but another part of me couldn't stop thinking about what Charles was about to show me. What could it possibly be?? “Hey, buddy! How have you been??” Charles quickly smiled and hugged Franklin. Franklin squealed and jumped on him, “I missed you so much Uncle Charles!!” “Yes, I missed you too! How have you been?” “I went to the park with my dad yesterday and when we were riding the carousel, I remembered you. I want to go to the park again with you!” I watched as Charles lifted him off the ground and spinned him around the room. They laughed and I couldn't help but remember how much lighter life was two years earlier when I had no knowledg

Charles said to her with a venomous tone through the phone. "Charles, please don't hurt my father. I swear I won't tell anyone about this. Just send me the address. I will come and meet you. Anything you want, I will give it to you, but please don't hurt my dad," Sarah said to him, and without realizing it, hot tears started streaming down her cheeks. Her uncle was her weak point; no matter how stubborn and strong-headed she is, when it comes to her uncle, she immediately breaks down.

“Dad, you don't understand—” “I said behave!” Uncle Charles snapped, his voice tight with fury. “If your mother finds out even a single whisper about this, it will completely destroy this family. I will not let you ruin everything we have built for years just because you cannot keep your dick inside your pants. Fix this mess. Tonight.” Heavy, slow footsteps moved away down the corridor. Uncle Charles was walking back to his own bedroom, leaving nothing but a terrible silence behind.

“Don't worry, I won't meddle in your issues. I cannot believe I'm saying this, but my uncle loves you, Jess, you changed him, he was never a family person he changed for you. I know whatever he did hurt you, but please find a way to talk it out with him.” “Thank you, Jade, but your uncle and I are not a great fit. Now go find Layla and give her the love she deserves,” I said, and he smiled before taking me in his arms. “If you need anything, don't hesitate to call me, I am still your friend,” he said, pulling away while I nodded. “Okay, bye,” he said and rushed out. I waved and closed the door. I walked back to the couch, intending to catch some breaths, as the earlier running still affected

If there was anything I was glad about, it was the fact that she was an ex from the past, one who was dead to Andre and forgotten, and one who never again stood a chance at his love, because he obviously deserved better. “So you wanted to see me to talk about your uncle, right? The same uncle you warned me never to go close to if I wanted to remain alive?” She asked with a smirk, while quoting what I said a long time ago before she left. She had hurt my uncle so bad and made him cry just because she chose to fuck his business partner who she thought was much more richer and influential than my uncle, only to see that he was nothing but his subordinate.