I cleaned up everything, washed myself up and then came back and said, “Ready for the special project?”
“Yeah, what are we doing?”
“We have to put your wheelchair together.”
“Oh, okay, I don’t see how I’ll be much help”
“I need you to read the directions. Does your mom have a tool box around here someplace?”
“In the garage.”
I got the tools opened, the box and took out the parts. Kevin was reading the instructions. “This looks complicated,” he said.
“It’s the latest thing.”
“Ah…I see.” Together we got to work and about an hour later we were done.