The cab driver smiled through the mirror and automatically knew who John was."Hey! It's Uncle Jesse!" The cab driver said loudly.John just laughed. He...had gotten used to everyone knowing him as "uncle Jesse." "Yup that's me. But please call me John."The cab driver nodded. "Yes sir. My little girls used to be huge fans of the show. They both actually had a huge crush on you. They were only about 9 years old at the time of course."John blushed. "Aww thanks for telling me. It's good to hear things. I reached the kitchen to see my sister cry out of panick. Looking at the kitchen, I figured out that she had dropped a few bottles racked in one of the shelf had fallen down accidentally. When, I looked the shattered glasses, I also noticed some blood steins. When I noticed akka’s toe, I noticed that one of the glasspieces was sticking on to her toe. I took Akka to the bedroom, and gave her first aid. I removed the glass piece, cleaned up her wound, applied medicine, and dressed her wound up.I. She grinned at me as she told me her brothers name.“You’re just about the only person I’ve told my name who hasn’t made some smart comment or think I was joking.” She said laughing softly. “Thank you.”“I think that probably had more to do with not being able to think of anything clever or witty to say.” I said chuckling.“I know, I noticed. Um, did Carrie say anything to you?” Wishes looked a little bit embarrassed.“That your not into girls. Yeah she warned me off.” I blushed and looked down at. Isa had asked one of the younger girls from work to baby sit. As the babysitter came from a large and well spread out family she was used to dealing with children, even very small ones. We enjoyed the meal and much to my surprise I really enjoyed the panto. I had forgotten how much fun they could be it had been so long since I had attended one.When we returned home we all set about adding our presents to each other under the tree. We all admonished each other that they were not to be opened.