Yes a suitcase is missing

The family got off the plane and made their way to the baggage claim area. One by one the suitcases arrived. First was Lorenzo’s mothers followed by his fathers but his was still yet to appear. After waiting for 20 minutes Lorenzo mother began to grow impatient. She made her way to the customer service desk to enquire. They had no idea where his bag was and they came to the conclusion that it wasn’t put onto the plane in the first place. She was enraged and shouting words in Italian that Lorenzo had never heard. She marched outside the airport and lit a cigarette leaving Lorenzo and his father inside. “Don’t worry Lorenzo, she’s stressed with everything that’s going on. We’ll go out and buy you stuff once we’re settled in.” Lorenzo hung his head down and followed his father outside. He’d been here for less then an hour and he was already ruining things. The family made their way to the car rental service and loaded the luggage and shopping into the car and started their journey to his mothers home town. She grew up on the south coast of Italy in a little village on the outskirts of Naples. They arrived at her parents house and made their way inside. They were greeted by members of the family. First was Lorenzo’s Aunty Ornella and her two daughters Frankie and Bianca. Frankie was Lorenzo’s age and Bianca was older at 23. Also their was Lorenzo’s Nona and grandpa. The rest of the day was spent with the family catching up. Lorenzo’s mother and Aunty and cousins Bianca and Frankie would frequently go outside to smoke and his Nona spent most of her time in the kitchen making more and more food. His grandfather and dad went to the office to discuss life and drink bourbon. Lorenzo went to speak to his Nona about when the shops would be open but she had bad news. This weekend was the festival Piazza del Carmine and no clothing shops would be open until at least Tuesday.