When relatives visit…
Oh gosh it’s terribly awkward. First of all, my house is already awkward and nobody talks to each other. Add in some relatives you haven’t seen for a while and you’ve got a recipe for a forsaken house. All my dad talks about are coyotes and other poop nobody really cares about, my sister and I don’t want to leave our rooms, and my grandpa is a miserable old man. It really is delightful.













