All is not going well for the Fosters who have moved home three times in two years, first their beach front home was ravaged and completely distroyed by a hurricane. The relocated home which they managed to settle down in six months was brought down by an earthcake that took the lives of 500 people. John Foster heard the creak from the front entrance dooor of his single story house they just moved in.
Come in, yelled Mr. Foster
The door isn't locked.
Ah! It's so good to see you after so long, Phillipe.
Come in, come in. Take a seat. Jane is in the kitchen, I'll just call her, said Foster.
Phillipe: Good evening Jane, long time no see. I was around and thought I'll drop by unannouced just like the old times.
Jane: I thought you were dead, we've had one tragedy after another in recent yours.
John: Jane has'nt fully recovered from the loss of our son.
Phillipe: I'm really sorry to hear that.
John: Darling shall I help you bring the cookies you just just baked.
Phillipe: I can already smell the aroma, lucky me. Tea for me please.
Jane: What brings you here at this time of the year. Why din't you bring Pam with you.
Phillipe: I came for some work. My company has taken over the electrical fittings contract here.
John: You know, Phillipe. We bought this rosewood table we from an auction house here. Our furniture is minimal but we are happy.
Phillipe: I can never have enough of your home made cookies, can you tell your recipe to Pam.
Jane: No, No. Ask Pam to come over. Get someone to watch over the kids and bring her over.
John: Here's your bag.
Phillipe: I'll call you and come over after I finish the project.
John and Jane: We are so happy to see you. Spend a few days with us, we can go fishing up the creek.
Phillipe: Thankyou, thank you. Bye.
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