It is Monday morning today. After our little sleepover last week, Luca disappeared. Uncle Tyson would be going out of town today. Something about a business meeting with an investor who wanted to expand his restaurant.

"Are you sure you can stay home all by yourself?" He asks me again, as we stand beside his car.

"Yes Uncle Ty...... It's just for a week. Not for a year." I groan.

"What if this business trip takes more than a week?" He sighs, a solemn look on his face. "I'm sorry I won't be home for your birthday."

"You know how I feel about my birthdays now." I smile sadly. "I'll...