going over to my Grandparent's house when I was very young. Their house was always filled with candles and strange people I didn't know. My Uncle used to own his own candle factory but decided to move his factory into my Grandparent's basement. The strange people were friends of his that would help out for some extra cash. I always thought they were so cool. I wanted to help my Uncle make candles but he would always say that I was too young. I begged him every time we came over. "Please Uncle Joush. Can I make pretty candles too?" He ....