“How is it going boys?” her dad greeted them
“Hello Sarah. Good evening Mr Johnson” the eldest of the boys greeted with kind eyes
“Hey…” she didn’t know his name but she still smiled and stole a glance at Ben and was surprised to see him look so calm, remorseful maybe. she mustered up courage and greeted him
“…hello Ben” she quickly averted her gave back to her sandals
“Hello Sarah, welcome Mr Johnson…” he sounded too calm to be true “…let me help with that” She raised her head up, trying to figure out what she needed help with that he was willing to assist her with when she realized he was talking to his father who handed the bag to him.
“Thanks” she spoke softly but he didn’t hear because he was already rushing back to the house like he was uncomfortable being next to her. He probably still hated her. Her shoulders slumped with a sigh. She should’ve chosen the hotel. Her mum came around and stood next to her father carrying her own bag with a smile at the eldest son.
“How are you Mike?”
“Fine thank you ma’am…” he smiled and motioned to the bag on her hand “…I’d take that inside” she handed the bag to him and soon he was walking towards the house.