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I chopped up vegetables in the kitchen to make a stir fry with rice in the kitchen while Dad barbequed chicken outside. Once everything was simmering on the stove, I turned the heat down low and went about setting the table for dinner. River texted me the information about where and when his band played at the all-ages concert tonight. The Electric Garden was located in an old factory building that had been converted into a club. It would be an all-ages event until 10 p.m. I asked Dad if I could go, and he was alright with it as long as Mom was, which she was. I just had to promise to text them once I arrived and again right before I left. My curfew of 11:30 p.m. was still in effect, though, and I'd have to be home by that time. I texted River back that I'd be there and asked what time