April had never driven as safe as she did with her mom in the car. After losing her beloved father she couldn't bare another loss. When they pulled up to the drive and Heather saw the ramp April gave a big smile.<br/><br/>"So they made it out of this stuff that doesn't get slippery when wet." She said as she unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car opening the trunk and grabbing her mom's wheelchair. She opened the passenger door and parked the chair like she had been shown.<br/><br/>"Take your time" she reminded her mother knowing that Heather was strong willed. There was a beautiful flower garden in the front yard that April had insisted on putting in. Her mother loved the types of flowers she had planted and she wanted something to help keep her mother's spirits high while returning home. The tree Michael was going to prune had been pruned, and the door replaced completely with one that was wider for the chair to fit through.<br/><br/>Their family cat, Crispy, was waiting in the big bay window. He was old and mostly gray by this point but a loveable creature who looked excited to see the car parked in the driveway, April wasn't sure if he understood that Heather was coming home today but he certainly was acting like it brushing back and fourth across the window.<br/><br/>"Crisp is excited to see you." She giggled, the young woman had dropped out of University to take care of her mom a decision she didn't regret one bit.  Once her mom was settled into her chair she pushed her up the ramp, unlocked the door and pushed Heather in the newly remodeled house.<br/><br/>"Well what do you think?" She asked. On the mantle was a memorial of her father, everything had been opened up, counters lowered, lower stove, all hardwood or tile flooring for ease of mobility and clean up in the not so nice weather of the chair.