One day on a bright hot July day I was in the car with the AC on, my hair blowing in my face like the trees blowing in the wind. I was in the car with my Nana and my two sisters. We were on our way to my sisters dance class and my nana received a call from a man in Dayton, Ohio. My nana answered and asked is this a he or a she and my Nana said this is she. The man said, " I'm sorry to tell you this but your son has passed away. My Nana just started sobbing. My sisters and I had no idea why she was crying. When she got off the phone my older sister asked her what happened and she told us that our Uncle Michael had passed away that afternoon
