We left our place really early on Saturday July 24th, getting us there around 10:30am.
My grandmother was disapointed that "Steve" wasn't taller as she'd hoped he might be
able to trim the top of a bush/tree near their house. Brian apologized for being
shorter than she'd hoped and I told her his name is (and always has been) "Brian."
She was apologetic. And confused. We never did figure out why she thought my boyfriend
was a "Steve."
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