All is not lost.

Remember that day we were in the car with mum and dad? It was just the four of us. Dad still had the old car and we were driving along a stretch of road which ended at a T-intersection. We were singing along so loud that dad was distracted and nearly ran into the sign marking the end of the road!

I’ve no idea where we were going. All that mattered was having fun along the way.

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