[by Rachel]
When I got the black Mercedes, we were having a cookout. He stopped by, walked over to me in the backyard, and said, "Come with me, I want to go check out this car."
I wasn't even looking for a car for myself, we were just looking for one for him. But there was a black Mercedes, shining at me and I could afford the payments. And Dad did not try to talk me out of it. He enabled me along the way.
That day, Dad bought the two-door, gray Q35 Infinity and I got the black Mercedes. We came back to the cookout, both of us in these fancy brand new cars.
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