Since she knew she had two years to decide what to do, she'd moved into the house, took over Uncle John's real estate deals, and took an wait-and-see ...pproach.There was more money, but for some reason, Uncle Juan handled that. Uncle Zane and Uncle Ivan did the cooking. Uncle Sean threw amazing parties. Most of the rest helped with the real estate in one way or another.Thirteen uncles. Most of DJ's life, it had been a fact without reason.Now, it made sense. they were all Uncle John's lovers.What. "I won't ask if you're alright. Comeover to our place."I tried not to go but somehow ended up sitting on their ratty old couchpouring my heart out. Somehow the more I talked though the worse itseemed. I realized that I was about the walk away from the best friend Ihad ever had, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.There was a long silence which Peter broke. "Weird" was all he said.Then, "Actually weirder than that, I mean really strange. Oh well, shitdoes happen."Again we sat in silence. His thoughts began to turn torturous for him as he stared at her, unable to break away to figure out who she was. "Hello, earth to Derrick." She said and Derrick snapped out of his tantalizing thoughts and recognized his younger sister."Hey Courtney, how are you? Sorry, it has been a long trip." Courtney nodded and they headed out into the storm. Derrick purposely stepped behind her as they made their way through the parking lot. He tried his best to pay attention to the path, but his eyes were. Sheesh!) They both checked to make sure I was awake, then fell sound asleep in each other’s arms. (And wet-spots.)I kept having to slow down, as I constantly came up on the two Suburbans and our old truck. This van drove amazingly nice. It’s very comfortable and easy to drive. The cruise control worked well too. When I reset it at 54 MPH, I didn’t catch up to our new friends again.The next four hours passed uneventfully. I was tuned into their special frequency, and heard them say our.