Sam Kiszka
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Sam unloaded the last duffle bag from his trunk with a warm smile, looking out at his family (with Daniel’s family included) all settling in for the cabin they rented on a lake front in Michigan for Fourth of July weekend. He was basking in the nature around him before the crunch of car wheels on gravel interrupted his myriad of peace. Opening his eyes, the man audibly groaned as he saw your unmistakable head pop out of the drivers side. “Why are you here?” Sam scoffed with a groan.