This day, me, my mom, my step dad, and my sister spent 3 days driving to New York. We go every year since we were 3 years old, I was 8 at the time. When we arrived to New York we waited for my grandma to pick us up and take us to her condo.
We arrived and started to unpack in separate rooms. My grandmother asked "Do you guys want to spend the night at your dads house" I said "no" but my sister said "yes". It has always been her way since we were little. I really didn't want to, but of course I didn't speak up.
