"Mom! Why do we have to move?" Amber whined as they drove.
"We have already packed and if you haven't noticed we are driving to Crystal Point right now. Also, we found a great deal on this beautiful black house." her mother retorted, and then Amber's father, Mr. Johnson, rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Hallelujah we're here, 137 Crystal Point, and none of us died on the ride despite what we said." Mrs. Johnson looked at Amber with a accusing look.
"Whatever I just want to call my friends." Amber groaned.
"Alrighty then. Well who wants to see the house?" Mrs. Johnson asked relieved to be out of the car.
