(This is a story of our trip to Goa, when the 5 of us went and had a rocking time. Most parts are true, though some parts are exaggerated. I suggest to read Part 1, to get a better storyline)We checked into the Hotel. We had booked a suite at one of the timeshare resorts
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I called him “Uncle Matt,” but he wasn’t really my uncle. He was more my father’s best friend, childhood friend actually. Our families were really close. He had a daughter, Carmel. She was a year older than me and we were friends, though not best friends like my daddy and Uncle Matt. She was a