It was about 8:30 on Navy Pier in Chicago. I was sitting on a bench talking with my dad. We had just spent the day using wrist bands to get tours on a whole bunch of old sailboats. The ships had been busy all day but from our bench we could tell that hardly anyone was touring them anymore. Dad and I were talking. Mom was shopping. We were just waiting for the fireworks over the lake.
Mom came back...
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- Megan Wetselaar
- Hey I'm Megan. This is just my blog of my life, my adventures, my story...even if I don't know where it's going.
