Photo Source: StockVault Because it was a special occasion Martin got to sit in the front seat on the trip to pick up his grandfather. He even got to miss a day of school. “You ready for this?” Martin’s father asked as he parked their car near the back of a brick building surrounded by waist-high hedges scorched brown by the summer’s drought. “I’m good,” his mother said from the back seat. “Grandpa is here?” Martin asked. “Yes honey…we...