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grandparent (3)


By Robbie BalePublished 2 months ago 1 min read
grandparent (3)
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Of course when we get there, we hop out of the car and Granny gives us a big hug. All of us. We get our stuff out of the car and go put it in our rooms. When you first walk in the house, you just get a whiff of good Sunday dinner. Chicken mashed potatoes macaroni the whole nine yards. I can't wait to tear this food up after I'm done eating, go to sleep, and get ready to go fishing with my grandpa in the morning. I'm actually pretty excited. Tomorrow should be a nice day out. Hope we catch a lot of fish.

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