I got into our automobile last week, and the first thing I saw was a packet under our seat.
I picked it up to see what it was, and it shocked myself and others to see it was marijuana. I didn’t assume anyone who used marijuana, and not someone who drove our car. The only other woman who took our automobile without permission was our mom. I knew she wasn’t using marijuana, but I had to ask. I grabbed the bag of marijuana and headed into the house, however as soon as our Dad saw it, she looked glad. She took it from myself and others and asked where I found her medical marijuana. I told her it was under the seat in the car. She told myself and others she had been to the medical marijuana dispensary a couple of days ago, and couldn’t figure out if she had left it on the counter, or lost it on the way out. After explaining how extravagant medical marijuana was, she kissed myself and others on the forehead and thanked myself and others for finding it for her. I stood there love a fish gasping for air. She just thanked myself and others for finding her medical marijuana, that I didn’t assume she used. I followed her into the living room and asked when she started using medical marijuana. She looked pensive for a moment and told myself and others it had to be shortly after her automobile accident. She had so much pain because of her broken pelvis that the doctor proposed it for her, but now that she was using her walker full time, she found it helped with all the pains that came from the accident and the arthritis that had set in.