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through the window. I see other boys my age heading toward the front entrance of the bank, each with a parent in tow or at most two parents. I count all the heads in our car. There are five of us. Maybe some of you should wait outside. I try to hide the anxiety in my voice. No way. We're all coming with you by opens his car door. Doug. Why do they always have to be like 20 people wherever we go? Even when Mom and Dad surprised us with the trip to Pizza Hut, the entire Auntie Squad and Uncle Brigade always have to tag along, taking over the entire restaurant and ruining a night of perfectly good pizza. I resignedly duck behind the seat to change button downs. Chelsea and a room let themselves out of the side of the van while Mom opens the trunk to get by his wheelchair. Rahul, mom calls. Come help me. Chelsea and I are playing just dance in the basement when my grandfather by call's down the stairs. It's the last day of your vacation. You kids need to get out of the house. Maybe later I'll yell back up the song comes to a finish, and Chelsea throws her arms in the air and bows with a flourish. We're just in the middle of something right now. You've been locked away in that basement all summer, he calls back down. Then his voice grows sly. How about we have a race around the neighborhood? Should we go up? Chelsea tugs on her T shirt to air out the sweat. I love hanging out with my grandfather, I really dio. But lately I've been avoiding playing out in the street. I mean, who wants to risk running into someone from school over the summer isn't nine months of the year enough?