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Travers Family Dinner
We pulled up at my parents’ house. It was a single level ranch style house with a two car garage and my mom’s rose bushes in the front. There was a big picture window behind the bushes, next to the walkway up to the front door. I could see Bernie and Nicki’s cars parked in the driveway. Mom and Dad’s cars were probably in the garage. The last person in had to park on the gravel parking pad off to the side. Bernie and Nicki always tried to get there first. I was used to parking there. Getting out of the car, I went around to Emma’s side and helped her from the car. I held her hand while we walked toward the door. Her grip started getting harder as we got closer to the start of the path to the door. She completely stopped before we got past the front of Nicki’s car, which was parked cl
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