The Chair

All of the kids that love and care about our grandma came down to move her out of her apartment in Haslett. The highlight for everyone was driving the chair. My Grandma had only used it for a few days before she managed to break her ankle with it. While my Grandma was living at the apartment, I was the only one allowed to sit on the chair or even look at it. We went over to my Dad's afterwards where the boys dug for fossils in the back yard. Later, I walked into the basement where the boys were huddled around the computer. They explained that they'd found a meteor and were listing it on eBay.