The ride home was slow. No need to hurry, took my time, finally I got home. Packed the bike given to me for the time being by Mr Benjamin in the garage, heading inside. Mom sitting in the living room on her mobile phone, turning to me she said "Everything alright", "yeah" I responded joining her "I just got a job and I will be starting on Monday" I told her. She smiled, "what type of job" she said, "delivery" I responded. Looking around, "Where's Sarah" I asked. With a surprised look she said "she didn't tell you", "tell me what" she's going to pick up Bethany at the airport. "Beth is coming back" I shouted in joy.
Bethany but I usually called her Beth. My childhood friend and my only female friend. We grew up together, until senior year one year before high school graduation her parents decided she would need to go to a Catholic boarding school in UK, she had to go stay with her uncle, not coming back until she was done with high school.
