As i look out one of the planes windows, my mind shifts from one thought to the next. My new life ahead of me is strangely different. But as hard as I try I can't be excited. Ever since my parents deaths two weeks ago, my joy has been taken away. I haven't even seen my grandparents in five years.

"We will be landing in just a few minutes. Please fasten your seat belts. If you are returning home then we welcome you back, if you are visiting we hope you enjoy your visit to Washington." I hear the captains voice boom throughout the plane.

Landing gives me all but joy. As I get off the plane I catch a glance of Grandma Esther. Her normal old jeans and and Brown leather fringe jacket remind me of La Push. I haven't been to the reservation in so long but I can still picture it so well.

"Laylia!" Grandma Esther runs towards me and wraps me in a huge bear hug. "Oh look at you." She says as she steps back. "Your not the little girl that you were five years ago."

"Where's Grandpa?" I ask her as she looks over me. Her hair is in two long gray braids. The last time I saw her her hair was still dark brown.

"He had to do some work on the house. So how was the flight?"

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The drive back to the reservation was tireing. Not a chance to roll down the window or a moment to stop talking and to just close my eyes. Even so now that we are acctualy here i wish we were back to the car troubles. Their dated toyota now sits in the old, faded garage.

"Well who is the pretty girl? Oh it's monkey. Wheres your dimple. Let me see it. Oh now I can see it." My grandpa goes on his usual saga for when we haven't seen eachother in a long time. His arms wrap around me. Instantly I smell his usual. Tobaco with a hint of rust.

"Hey Grandpa." I say as I look up at his sweet old face. I can't help but laugh.