Chapter 57: Life's Like ThatKennedy and I had a thing we needed to go to together. Alex and James had asked us out last week... so we went, sort of but not really together.

When it was over I headed off but Kennedy called me back.

She smiled at me and started to apologize but I interrupted her, grabbed her hands and told her how sorry I was, and what a jerk I'd been... I realized then that I should have been taking better care of her.

I kissed her gently on the cheek and told her I'd take her home.

We sort of grinned at each other as I dropped her off.

I had to hurry, I was supposed to be meeting Uncle Jon at the Oasis Springs park.

He was waiting for me by the time I got there. We'd come up with this crazy idea of breaking through into the old mine shaft so we could finally find out if all the old stories about a hidden grotto were true or not.

Now that we were there it all seemed a bit silly but Uncle Jon was on a roll, so we went for it.

As Uncle Jon disappeared I figured I might as well follow.

It was the most amazing place I'd ever seen. I could hardly believe my eyes as we sprinted in deeper.

To say that we were excited to be there would be a massive understatement.

Rods out... game on.

Oh YEAH! First blood. Legendary Batfish.

"Beginners Luck," called out Uncle Jon but he was just as excited as I was.

Oh, massive! Mythical Sturgeon.

Tiddler.

At our loud shouts the bats started flying and squeaking.

The next catches were synchronized. But man there were some crazy looking fish leaping at our bait.

I lost the next one.

Minutes before our time ran out Uncle Jon went to excavate some gems and such.

I could hear his chisel even though I couldn't see him, just as well as I didn't really want to be here by myself if I'm honest.

Unbeknown to us.... there was drama unfolding at home.

Cara had been warming herself at the fireplace.

Her leather jacket just exploded into flames...

The flames grew in magnitude within seconds....

Uncle Jon suddenly was desperate to get home, which seemed unexplainable at the time, but looking back... well... makes sense considering how close Cara and Uncle Jon always had been.