And moving to the place that held so much wonder as a kid would be wonderful. It was where grandma and grandpa lived. It was where you could drive through the park and see lions. It was where on hot summer afternoons grandma would take me to the library so I could pick out a book. I would love to move to that wonderful place but I'm hoping that actually living there doesn't ruin my childhood fantasy of magical Independence.
My mom wants me to get a job there so she can have somewhere to stay during their fall festival. Jeez. Thanks mom.
Shawn also says he won't want to live there forever. He doesn't understand.