Earlier last week, my grandpa was taken to the hospital with pneunomia. On the way home from their house tonight, we stopped by to take him some apple pie. He was very happy to see us and even more excited about the apple pie. After we left, Tate decided he needed to go upstairs and ask him how he was feeling. So...we went back up the elevator so Tate could sit bedside with PopPop and ask him if he was feeling better.
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