Home sweet home

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We've been on the road for the past 20 mins. Diego came for us with some gas and now we are trailing him in Mr. Hansen's car, I am getting all ditsy and anxious, haven't been home in years. We pull up and excitement can't qualify how i'm feeling.

Forgetting myself, I press the horn of the car so bad and jump out. Granny comes running out the exact same minute and I rush towards her and hug her. We squeal and gush over each other like teenagers for like some seconds then grandpa walks out.
I rush to hug him, taking grandma with me and we stand there in a group hug for soo long until we hear throat clearing and i'm reminded that Mr. Hansen was there. It's time for introductions.

'Paa, Maa this is Mr. Edward Hansen, my boss . Mr Hansen my grandparents , Jane and Jerry Hill.'

' Nice to meet you, Mr. Hill, Mrs Hill ' Mr. Hansen says acknowledging Paa and Maa.

He was being soo polite ,charming and all that and i'm tempted to laugh.

' Poppycock, you can call us Jerry and Jane ' Maa says.

Mr. Hanson's smile widens and he responds

'Then I suggest you call me Eddie as well' Soo charming, cue eye roll.

' Soo polite and charming, I like that ' Grandma says and I want to facepalm. Is she seriously flirting with Mr. Hansen?Smh. Grandpa clears his throat and Granny and I burst into laughter.

' Well we are glad to have you in our home and I presume you will be staying the entire weekend ' Grandpa says in his finality voice that would make most men agree with him but not Mr. Hansen.

'Actually we were thinking we are just staying the night '

'Don't you like my home? ' Grandpa asks with his brows raised.

' It's lovely but we really have to leave in the morning besides we have only one set of clothes to change into. ' Mr. Hansen says

' That can easily be taken care off. So it's final you will leave on Monday '

Mr. Hansen looks at me for help and I shrug at him a shy smile on my face, I kinda want to stay so he's alone in this argument. Grandma just smiles at me.

'Monday, it is ' Mr. Hansen says breathing a sigh of defeat. I'm told to escort Mr. Hansen to his room which is in fact Elliot's room, he left a few months ago to college. He's one of those smarty pants so he's in a medical school in Boston.

We walk to Elliot's room, where Mr. Hansen is to be sleeping , in silence. I search for something to say, anything at least but nothing comes until we get to Elliot's room.

' So what do you think? ' I ask soo nervously, I don't know why but I really want him to be impressed by my home, my family.

'About what? ' he asks so absentmindedly that I want to facepalm.

' About my family, my home? '

' It's beautiful and your grandma is soo lovely, your grandpa though, very intimidating ' he says whiles chuckling. I find myself smiling pleased.

I open the door to Elliot's room. It's pretty much the same as it looked 5 years ago.

' It looks homey enough, I have to make myself comfortable now since i'm going to here for 3 days ' Mr. Hansen said looking at me with "a it's all your fault" look.

' Okay i'm sorry , but I've not seen my family in 5 years, have a heart. Put yourself in my position ' I start to ramble ,yep nervous.

Mr. Hansen takes a deep breath and just says
' Whatever ' he goes to sit on the bed and raises his head to me looking at me expectantly .

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