Trent, Shel, and their kids arrived Saturday for their family vacation. We drove to the airport to greet them with smiling faces, fruit juice, Coke “Light” for Trent, cookies, and chocolate truffle mints (Milan’s, our new favorite candy) in-hand, just to find out their flight had arrived early and we’d missed them. Not to be outdone, we ran back to the car and starting driving toward their rental car company building (a place we’d just happened to catch a glimpse of a week earlier), hoping we still remembered where it was. We found the rental car company. Success! Or… maybe not. Grrr! We’d just missed them, “by maybe one minute” according to the guy at the front desk. So I ran back to the car and starting driving like a madman. We did not drive an hour to the airport just to miss them. They were going to eat our snacks. Jodi texted and left voicemails on both their phones, .20 cents a minute be darned, to tell them to pull over if they got it. Problem was, I hadn’...
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