Travels With My Aunt Book Romane & Geschichten

I'm glad I brought my own travel toothpaste; I'm going to need it to hide my smoky smell. Aunt Tara walks in. She hands me brochures and travel magazines. "Good morning, darling. How did you sleep?" She asks. "I slept fine. I'm excited to be here. Where are we going today?" I ask. "Today, we will take a taxi to the countryside. There's a small church out there that Selah's mom wants to see. She has a thing for labyrinths, " Aunt Tara replies. "What's a labyrinth?" I ask.

I told him, “If you know anything about my husband, let me know as soon as possible." "Yes, ma'am." With that, I entered my aunt's house, where she was waiting for me inside and was packing some water bottles to carry in a small red backpack. "Welcome, Amaya. You'll carry this bag; have you trained, and can you handle long walks?" "I've trained," I said with a smile, "but I don't know if I can handle long walks, so I'll have to test it gradually to see if it's feasible, but I won't give up."

Rose’s POV “Hope you’ve taken your sweater?” my aunt asked in her usual hyper mood, practically buzzing with energy. “Yes,” I replied with a small laugh. “And your water flask?” she continued, her voice full of motherly fuss. I couldn’t help but smile. “Aunt, it’s just a visit, not like I’m traveling or relocating. I’ll probably be back by tomorrow.” “I’m sorry,” she said, clasping her hands together, eyes glistening. “I’m just so excited—and nervous—for you.”

I just laughed as she pinched Shamcey’s side while she was busy teasing me. “Mommy, you’re embarrassing me,” Shamcey said childishly to her mother while holding her side where Aunt pinched her. “Heidi,” Aunt called me. “Don’t refuse, okay? You can’t really say you can take care of yourself. I heard you groaning in pain while you were sleeping earlier,” Aunt said. I felt Aunt had checked on me several times in my room earlier. I don’t even know if she slept or not. “If you don’t let Mr. Convocar take care of you, we’re not going to Japan, I swear to God.”

"Do you recall saving a young boy fifteen years ago?" "Yes, I remember. I was twelve that year, visiting my grandma's place, when I stumbled upon a boy drenched in blood…" "Ella, that boy was me." Over the next hour, I learned about that fateful summer. James had been abducted by traffickers. He pleaded for help from many, but I was the only one who came to his rescue. "Ella, your heart is pure and courageous, fearless in love and fierce in conviction. Finding you again probably used up all the luck I had left for the rest of my days..."

For the last time, I kissed my mother’s cold cheek and wished her a happy afterlife with Father. New chapters of my life started. A journey to avenge for my parents has begun. It will never be easy but I wanted to try. “Here.” Aunt Agatha offered me a thick clothing. “It will be a cold journey. You need this.” Then she wrapped it around me. I was told that we would be traveling for days before we could reach the camp. It was a secret place designed for a revolution.

"Ma, that was a long time ago. That was the last time I flew, when I was 18. Of course, I'm nervous. I might just get motion sickness during the trip. That would be so embarrassing." "If anyone between us is prone to motion sickness, it’s me. That’s why I hate travelling, isn't it? Your Aunt Halie is the one who loves adventure." "Tell me about it... Where is she now, Ma? Probably hiking again." I smiled. "I’m really wondering why she doesn't have a boyfriend yet, considering all the places she wanders off to. Or maybe she’s collecting men?" she added, wiggling her eyebrows.

Instead, I feel safe and secure wearing it. “Remember, do not ever take it off. It’s for your protection.” My aunt reminded me, and I nodded at her words, agreeing. Little did I know, that would be my last conversation her. Kate brought me along with her for a run, lots of miles away from our pack, but while we were away, rogues unexpectedly broke through our pack borders and killed some pack members. And unfortunately, my aunt was one of those who was attacked and killed. – END OF FLASHBACK –

I sighed and sunk back into the seat, starring at the window for the one billionth time that day I had my aunt with me and I originally thought she would be with me throughout the whole trip so it made me feel better. It was saddening to later realise the only reason she decided to go with me was to get food locally made there and free transport. I wasn't shocked to realise it, knowing aunty Kayla only did things that would benefit her. Nothing more, nothing less.