The Foster troup's private airstrip was just a stone's throw on the public one

Evangelate and Wade got there just as two iwanky private jete were touching down

Evangeline was bussing with excitement. Which two of her uncles would be stepping off the planes?

ter uncles had struck out on their own when they were just kids, so even though she was raised by her grandfather, she had not really gotten to know all of them. It was something she always felt a little bummed about.

With her birthday celebration bringing everyone together though, she figured it would be a blast for them and a real treat for Cole.

The planes came to a halt, and as soon as they stopped, the hatch on the plane to Evangeline's left swung open.

A tall guy in a crisp white outfit and shades made his way down the steps.

On the right, a dude wearing a cool black getup with a hip hop vibe hairstyle stepped off the other plane.

Evangeline saw both uncles disembark at the same time and was torn on who to greet first. So, she just grabbed Wade and decided to wait.

""Hey there, uncles!"

third in line, whipped off his sunglasses and gave Evangeline a once over, cracking a joke, "Evie, can

so there was no way she could have picked up the wrong person. Her Uncle

it cool. "Guess I didn't think

someone who looked just like that. He could

is a dead giveaway. You're totally one of

question!

Holden, the middle child out of the five

him, who was decked out in hip-hop gear. "Meet Aemon Foster, the second

good look at her Aemon and could not quite

level. If it were not for his over-the-top hip-hop outfit and the funky bling on his face, Uncle Aemon

"Sounds good, sounds good,"

a sleek black Land

that this was no

this... a

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