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Kyle came down after a few more minutes and we went to the car. Dave took over as driver as Kyle made the calls to our parents and then to Grampa. Letting everyone know that we were fine, Kaylee had surgery, and that we were headed home now.

The drive was long and quiet. Noah and Kyle napped for brief periods of time. Dave drove, occasionally asking me for directions since I could use my phone.

At home, Grampa opened the garage door as soon as he heard us pulling up. "Sorry to hear about your friend." He told us as we unpacked the car. "I've got the table set so just come in and eat. You can get your backpacks later."

We all dragged our feet to the kitchen table and found it full of food. Lasagna. Salad. Mashed potatoes. Green beans. Corn. Rolls.

Noah immediately grabbed a roll and stuffed it into his mouth. He moaned in delight.