Eventually after Mom and Grandpa hug and Mike and Sam look at each other weirdly, Grandpa greets the rest of us. He pats Michael and Sam on the shoulders before he comes to me and grips me tightly in a hug and chuckles "Hello, Farah my girl."

"Hey Grandpa" I grin and chuckle as I tightly hug him back, patting his back.

"How was the drive?" He asks me as my brothers and mom move to start unpacking the trailer that was attached to the Rover.

"It was long but that was expected" I sighed and smiled at him. I nod to the others. "Come on, lets help the others."

Grandpa grins and nods as he puts an arm around my shoulders and mine around his waist, walking over to the trailer.

The big trailer held the bigger things and Michael's and I's bikes. The smaller one that was attached to my car held smaller items. I walked over and moved my bike off the trailer and walked my black Yamaha Virago over to the garage. Michael following me with his red Honda XL 250S.

We parked it and move back to the trailer to take some of our stuff. I grabbed a box of my records and Mike grabbed his barbells with some clothes hanging on it, making me chuckle. Sam grabbed one of his big boxes that held some of his comic books and we walked into the house. We looked around and saw the funky furniture and odds and ends all over the place. We walk through the flore.

"This is a pretty cool place" Michael says as he walks into the kitchen.

"For The Texas Chainsaw Massacre." Sam says following him.

"Come on, Sam, give Mom a break" I say as I set my box on the floor. Michael does the same and takes the clothes off the barbell.

Sam then goes off on a tangent as he puts his box on the kitchen table "What's wrong with this picture? There's no TV. Have you seen a TV? I haven't seen a TV. You know what that means when there's no TV. No MTV!" he waves his hands as he whines and pouts.

"Sammy Grandpa's old." Mike tells him as he pumps the barbells a couple of times before putting them on the back porch.

"So, even old people have TVs" Sam says. I sigh and pick my box back up and head towards the stairs.

Grandpa comes in and sees me. "Farah, your room is on the last one on the right. I figured you'd like the one I picked out." He winks at me as he passes me. I grin and head upstairs and towards the room he said.

I opened the door and looked around at the decent sized room. I walked in and set the box on the queen sized mattress. The bed frame was made of a dark wood and the headboard was half way up the wall. The walls were a simple beige and empty. But I had some things to put on the walls and sheets and a comforter to go on the bed. I looked over and saw a window seat that was about four feet long and was sticking out from the rest of the house. I walked over and looked out and saw that my room looked over the back yard where there was a big area with the horses and then a couple of yards back from that was some wooded area.

I smiled as I watched Nanook chased some of the horses. I sighed as I turned around to walk back out. My brow frowned as I heard the sound of running footsteps across the floorboards down the hall. I peaked my head out and laughed as I saw Michael chasing Sam out of a room and down the stairs.

I follow slower and watch as Sam grabs the banister and uses it to change direction. Michael jumps over the banister making Sam yell. "Ma! Help me! Ya gotta help me Ma!"

I snort and follow them as I see Sam open some sliding doors and comes to a dead stop. Mike stops behind him runs into his back and they stare wide eyed into the room.

I walk over and look into the room and realizes its Grandpa's taxidermist room. Stuffed animals of all kinds stare down at the three. Squirrels, birds, cats, and other animals hang around the room along with boxes of eyes, pelts, hides, wooden figures.

I chuckle as I head outside to get another box. "Talk about Texas Chainsaw Massacre." I shake my head and grab some more of my boxes and brings them in.

Just as I'm headed in I hear Grandpa say "Second shelf in the refrigerator is mine... keep my root beers and doublt –thick Min Oreo cookies there... Nobody touches the second shelf!" He points at the boys as me and mom watch from the other room with grins on our faces.

Grandpa closes the fridge as Mike notices some plants outside the window. He scrunches his nose as he quietly chuckles. Mike and Sam follow Grandpa towards the living room and they stop next to me and mom. Michael softly smacks me and Sam before he points to a small marijuana crop growing outside. Sam looks puzzled for a moment til Mike makes a "smoking a joint" gesture making me and Sam laugh.

Grandpa continues to explain his rules "When the mailman brings the TV Guide on Wednesdays, sometimes the corner of the address label will curl up... you'll be tempted to peel it off. DON'T." He emphasis the 'don't' "You'll end up rippin' the cover and I don't like that."

He walks into the taxidermy room as he looks down at the TV Guide and turns to the boys. I look at Mom and she looks at me and shakes her head back as we sigh. I chuckle.

"And stay outta here" Grandpa says as he goes to close the sliding door.

Sam stops him and looks at him hopefully "You have a TV?"

Grandpa looks at him and grins "No, I just like to read the TV Guide...Read the TV Guide, you don't need a TV" He chuckles as Sam's huffs.