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Kala (pronounced Kayla) Rhea is my first cousin, but more like a little sister in so many ways. Being only three years younger than me, she tagged along more than my own sister, mostly because of age and proximity. When I was a kid, this meant she always got a mandatory invitation to my slumber parties and when I started driving, she always got a ride to school. And, she was proud of it too-- we always had to drive around the student center so everyone could see she was getting a ride to school with an upperclassman. Kala and
her sister stayed with us afterschool more often than not. I remember helping Kala with a speech once, while she insisted on turing cartwheels, because they just helped her think better. Despite the logic in that situation, she's a very smart girl.
As we grew up, we became closer and we became friends. People compare us--both Delight athletes, both homecoming queens, both honor students, and both undeniably related to the Slatton clan. She was in my wedding, and I can't wait to help her with hers.
But, of course, given the name.... we're all left wondering....Will Uncle Glen be coming to the wedding?
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