Post #167502 by ZebraTiki on Wed, Jun 22, 2005 8:30 PM

My road trip was with my brother, and we were going to visit some cousins and my grandparents who live in a really small town. He hadn't been back there since he was about 5, and didn't remember much about it. We had gotten rid of our rental car at the last 'big' city, and our cousins drove us from there in their very well-used pickup truck and dropped us off near our destination at the general store/post office, as one of our grandparents were going to meet us there to pick us up. The entire time, my brother is grousing about the pickup, and the fact that it's dirty, whine, whine, whine.

We called my grandparents when we got to the single street 'downtown' area, and the big surprise to them was that I brought my brother, whom they weren't expecting. They both get on the phone with him, and my grandmother says, "Well I don't know how we're going to get you both up here... I guess I'll bring the new Mustang."

So my brother is happy, saying, "That's more like it! No more dirty pickups for me!" So we wait, and wait, and wait. Then we go inside the general store and I buy some beef jerky, and my brother buys a bunch of chocolate bars. He's getting really excited about the new Mustang, shows me pictures of them in a car magazine, chatterbox city.

After a while, my grandmother comes in, her hair somewhat disheveled. Hugs all around, and we wander outside. No car. My brother is following my grandmother around the side of the building, and asking her, "So Gram, did you get a convertible Mustang?" Around the side of the building are three horses, two I'd seen before, and a new Mustang. My grandmother just looks at my brother and says, "All my mustangs are convertible. You've been away too long."

Guess who had pockets full of melted chocolate by the time we got to the house.