I found a convenience store and pulled into the gas pumps. As I filled the car,

Patrick ran around the lot. He loved to run, and had won awards at school for it.

As I moved the car away from the pumps, he made his third lap, and then I called

to him. Patrick dug our backpacks out of the car and we went in and got freshened

up, then I bought breakfast. When we got back into the car, I remembered I had

packed food and dishes for this trip, so why was I buying every meal?

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