There was a note on the dining room table telling me about where to find grocery stores in their neighborhood, some good local restaurants, cool things happening at the beach in the next few weeks…pretty basic stuff. In retrospect, I thought of a lot of things that turned out to be wrong.īy the time I got to my grandparents’ house they had already started out on their trek around the country.
I thought she was just being overly emotional about not seeing me much for the next few months. She hugged me around the waist and put her head to my chest. “I know, Mom,” I replied, a little puzzled. She touched me on the shoulder and said, a little weakly, “You know you can always come home if you change your mind about staying there.” Plus, getting to spend a couple months in a nice two-story house down by the beach? Everything was lining up to make for a chill, awesome summer.Ī couple of days before I was set to take up residence in my grandfolks’ house, my mom came into my room while I was packing. They offered me some money to boot, and the promise of easy cash isn’t something I often turn down (especially not when I’m unemployed). They were real active in their old age since they had retired they like to go on these month-long trips around North America in their RV. Last year, at the beginning of June, my grandparents asked if I could house sit for them while they were away.
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