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Lauren drive it for now.” 
My Grandpa Saw Me Walking With My Newborn And Asked, “Why Aren’t You Driving The Car I Gave You?” I Told Him The Truth: “I Only Have This Old Bicycle. My Sister Is The One Driving The Mercedes.” He Went Quiet, Then Said, “Alright. I’ll Handle This Tonight.” I Thought He Meant A Family Talk. I Was Wrong.
“Why aren’t you driving the Cadillac I gave you?”
His voice sliced through the cold air.
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