As I opened the car door I found my dad singing to the Rascal Flats song “God Bless the Broken Road”. I smiled as I slung my towel over my seat. “Carmen how was swim practice today?” inquired dad. “Great” I replied while buckling myself up. It was just my father, grandma, and grandpa. My mother died a few years ago of diabetes. So I had to become dependent like do chores, cook, and do laundry. It remained silent like most car ride. As headed home we did our daily procedure. I take shower, dad cooks with grandma, and then I eat then get my stuff ready. Lastly I wash my face, brush my teeth, and go to sleep.
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