I made it home a few minutes later, and to my horror, my grandma was standing outside in the light drizzle, holding her portable oxygen tank tightly in her arms and waved me at me when I stopped the car directly in front of her.“Grandma, what are you doing? I would have gone inside to help you,” I complained, leaned over, and opened the door for her. “You should not be outside in this weather.”“Oh, Macy, it's alright,” she gasped and climbed into my car. “Let's go.”“Where are we going?” I asked her, hoping she would give me the answer this time.She didn't answer me again. Instead, she was typing something on her phone, and suddenly, I heard the GPS robotic voice telling me to stay straight for two miles.“Okay,” I exhaled, put the car into drive, and headed down the road, curious as to what was going on. Why is she acting weird about this errand? “Why can't you tell me now? Is something wrong?” I asked quickly, thinking something was wrong.“Just drive, sweetie,” my grandma said,
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