What will the boys do when the chipmunk called Harry tells them he’s their long lost uncle.
“Uncle Harry?” All three chipmunks said out loud, still not believing it.
“That’s right, boys,” he said. “I’m your mother’s brother.”
“Is that so?” Alvin asked, sounding skeptical. “Well, our mother dumped us when we were babies, so any relation of hers…”
“Calm down, Alvin,” Simon said, while he and Theodore held him back.
“So, where is dear old mom?” Alvin asked, a little calmer.
“She’s here in town and very anxious to see you,” he said.
“Really,” Alvin said, skeptical.
“She really misses the three of you. All she had was this old picture of you three. When I saw you perform tonight I knew it had to be you.” Harry handed them the picture.
“Hey, that is us,” Simon said, looking at the picture.
“And that must be mom,” Theodore said, a tear in his eye.
Dave couldn’t believe his ears. Could this guy be for real? Harry looked up a him and said, “I want to thank you, sir, for taking such good care of my nephews. I hope we can get to know each other.”
“Of course we can,” Theodore said. “You and mom have to come to our house for dinner.”
“What?” his two brothers said at the same time.
“He’s our uncle,” Theodore said. “Family. What do you say, Dave?”
“Well, okay,” Dave said. “How about tomorrow night? Then you can meet the rest of the family.”
“Vinny will be so happy to see you boys again.” Dave wrote down the address and gave it to him. “See you tomorrow night,” Harry said and waved goodbye.
After Harry’s departure Miss Miller and the girls returned ready for the trip home. Miss Miller noticed the shocked look on Dave’s face.
“Hey, what’s going on?”
“It seems the boys have an uncle, and he’s coming to dinner tomorrow night with our mother,” Theodore exclaimed excitedly.
“Your mother?” Eleanor shouted out, shocked but elated by the news. “Wow! That’s so exciting.”
“Yea, exciting,” Alvin said, unenthusiastically.
Brittany noticed this and inquired about it. “Isn’t this good news?” she asked. Alvin didn’t say a word. He just walked off to the boys’ trailer to change.
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