

After the beach we went back to Erin's apartment. We showered, BBQed, played board games, ate some food -- The same cycle went on for hours. And that was my 4th of July.

After the hawk flew away we went to my grandparent's grave and to my surprise the flowers that I planted last summer were still alive. I was so happy to see the little rose bush that I bought at a Stop & Shop™ were blooming and had buds on them. I water those flowers and planted another two of the same type of flowers. So now there are three different color roses growing in front of their headstone.
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