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grandma’s crib

part 3

By Robbie BalePublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
grandma’s crib
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3.

Wake up feeling very refreshed. Ready to tackle the day. We ate a light breakfast. Then got to packing up. Surprised that everything could fit. So many people squished together.

Dad begins the drive down. About 3 hours into it, I couldn’t help but tell how serene the car was. No fussing & no fighting. Everyone in their own lane. I was beyond surprised, man.

Usually a bunch of chaos. But they proved me wrong. 10 more minutes here until we finally get there. And this was glorious news. I needed to stretch my legs. Almost at the finish line.

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