I awoke to the jagged rocky road as the van struggled to make its way up. My cousin poked me and whispered “we are here.” I slowly opened my eyes to see a large brown disfigured structure. Opening my eyes a little more, I realized that this was it. We were finally here.
My grandparents house. Built in sometime in the 40’s 50’s. Built to house a family of 9+. A house built to last.