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It was a hot June.Me and my dad was on our way to pick up my little brother from grandpa and grandma Lacy's apartment.The closer we got to her house we can smell the nice tender smell of Pot Roast. ''Race You To The Door!'' my dad said. i laughed and ran behind him. As we were running my dad almost hit his face on the door.But just in time my little brother Chris opened the door as we seen dad run straight in and fell right onto the couch. I high fived chris and we got some Pot Roast to go. ''Careful with the plate its flimsy babes'' My grandma said. We carefully put the pot roast on the flimsy plates and headed to the door. ''Their arent gonna be a hand full for you right Jackson?''Grandpa and Grandma said. ''Not at all!'' he said. Dad,Chris and i opened the truck doors and got inside the truck.

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