Tony cleared his throat and pulled on the collar of his shirt, “I- I don’t know where to start. I ordered this DNA thing, this test, to see whether or not my dad was my dad, cause, you know, everyone’s saying I don’t look at all like him. Well, we- I got the results back and, surprise surprise, he isn’t my biological dad.”“Where’s your real dad?” Mr. McGill said with a knowing look.“Naples, It-” Tony started, but this time, Ya was the one who cut him off.“Wait a minute, did you know this?” Ya asked. She was leaning forward in her seat, ready for the answer.Mr. McGill went silent. Tony and Ya exchanged glances.
“Don’t get your hopes up just yet, boy. You’ll be flying across the Atlantic Ocean and several countries in a tiny turboprop that can barely hold a thousand pounds, not counting fuel. You’ll need to stay on the outskirts of cities because you know your sister will file a missing person’s report, Miss. Liu. There are so many things you need to consider.”Tony stroked his chin, “We can do it if we leave during a night with a full moon.”“Tonight’s a full moon,” Ya said. She looked at the giant smile growing on Tony’s face and quickly spoke again, “I should not have said that.”“That’s it! We can leave tomorrow at, like, 2am!” Tony stood up and grabbed the notepad out of Ya’s hands.
“Well, I better be off, then! What time are we taking off?” Ya asked as she tied her shoes. She stood up and faced the two men.“Take off is at 3:00am, so you better leave your house by two,” Mr. McGill said. He was still looking down at the papers on his desk, “Pack enough for two weeks.”“Great,” Ya hesitated by the doorway for a moment before leaving, “See you tomorrow!”“You too,” Mr. McGill and Tony said in unison.Ya quickly went over to the Piper Cadet to stash her notebook and pen. She paused for a moment before looking to her left, where beyond the gate, the Beechcraft was parked. She sighed. It wouldn’t hurt to look at the plane one last time, would it?
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