Uncle Travis and Tee

Travis sat Tee down in the lounge to talk to him about the upcoming trip. He hated to even bring it up to the boy.

“We’ve got to go to LA Tee, go to court. We’re going to stop off in Sydney and pick up some people who will probably explain it better than I can. Your natural father wants a custody trial. Now I’m not worried at all about losing this thing and you don’t need to be either okay? I think once the judge listens to us it’s all gonna be over and we’ll be back home by the end of the week.”

“When are we going?”

“Leaving on Monday out of Coffs for Sydney and then we’ll get on a plane for Los Angeles.”

“I’m going to miss my game on Saturday.”

“I hope not Tee maybe we’ll be back by then.”

“I wish he’d never found me, I don’t want to see him I don’t even know him.”

“Well you don’t worry about it we’re about to put an end to this nonsense.”

“Who’s all going?”

“Me you and Kyle and my legal team.”

“And we’re gonna win right Uncle Travis.”

“Absobloody right we’re gonna win.” Travis reached over and grabbed him in a head lock and soon they were rolling on the floor wrestling and laughing.