"Okay mom,…yeah, so you'll pick me up at 1:30? Cool," Britta hung up her phone. "Dad I gotta pack up now," Britta said.
"Where are you supposed to be going again?" Her dad asked.
"Dad stop playing around mom's coming to pick me up in a hour."
"It's only 11:00 am pretty early."
"Exactly We'll arrive in China on Friday."
"Sure whatever." Britta's Dad replied.
Britta left the living room and went upstairs to go pack. Her suitcase was already open so she was stuffing her clothes in. Then, Britta came across a small box with a picture a necklace a bracelet and a pair of earrings.
"Oh my god, I didn't think that I still had this. My old picture of Ean, and the gift he gave me," Britta said talking to herself.
Later on, Britta packed all of her clothes and personal stuff. She almost cried thinking about her late boyfriend Ean, who was just a 15 years older than her. Ean loved her so much he would even take a bullet for her and he did, after he was in the hospital no details were given if he was alive or dead.