I found it interesting that mom was able to change me, and that included diaper rash cream and powder quicker than what it took for John to fill up our gas tank.
Overall, our Journey from Canada to Maine was basically pleasant and enjoyable by all. However, our homecoming is a different story. No sooner did we step in the door than Grandmother started raging on my parents. I have no clue where my Grandfather was, but then again I didn’t care either.
John handed me my bags and just as nice as could be said, “Take these to your room, would you. That’s a good boy.” And I didn’t even hesitate. I wanted nothing to do with what was sure to be a long, heated conversation.
