Go and greet them

Leaving breakfast on the counter Shelly moves to the door and opens it, spotting her work friend Emma climbing out of a large mobile home parked in the drive way. "Hi!" She calls.

Emma quickly makes her way across the yard and wraps Shelly in a hug. "Hey you. You beat us to it I see."

Shelly smiles and nods as two kids in their late teens pile out the van, dashing towards the door armed with suitcases.

Emma pulls Shelly to one side as they barrel past her throwing a vague wave in her direction. "You remember Joe and Phina?"

Shelly nods. "I don't remember them being that big though." She replies.

"They're eighteen now." Emma adds. "Although it doesn't seem possible."

Their conversation is interrupted as a large man climbs out of the van. "For fucks sake Emma, I've just driven most of the night and you're just gonna stand there fucking chatting instead of bringing in the cases?"

Emma's face freezes as she turns to face her husband. "Oh... Mike... sorry." She turns to head back towards the van and Shelly wonders if maybe she should offer a hand.