Honey
Monday morning, I went out to my car and found a flat tire on my ten-year-old Ford Escape. It was usually a very reliable vehicle, even though it was old. Brandt helped me to change it out with the full size spare. He took the other one, which appeared to be slashed, to see if he could pick up a new one or get the old one fixed. It was a good thing I got up early. I had planned to go home and make Brody's lunch, as usual, and take him to the bus stop. I feel really bad that I missed it since I never have before. I'm not sure he will understand why I wasn't there. I hope I can make it up to him and be there when he gets home this afternoon..
I'm taking the long route to school since Brandt didn't want me driving on the highway since I was using a spare. Iim just happy that I wouldn
