24 hours 5 years 10 months Ch 04
The door bell rang and Marie yelled out from the kitchen, ‘Jim, should be my folks, I’m draining the pasta. Where do you hide the colander, quick before I over cook it.’ Walking to the front door I yelled back, ‘Wall with the fridge, floor cabinet, third door from the right.’ The door bell rang again as I opened it. Standing there looking slightly amused and very tired were Dot and Carl, Marie’s parents. ‘Well, come on in, I can take your sweaters and you can put your luggage off to the side...