As I look at the big brick house, memories rush back to me. I suddenly remember all the times I've gone and returned. As I walk up to the painted door (still the old peeling red color) I feel as if no time has passed and that I'm still the old me. I knock, once, twice and a third time. I hear some one walk up to the door and I feel an excited shiver crawl up my spine. As I hear the turn of the handle and the click of the lock I feel more at home than I've ever felt.
Then the moment I've been looking forward to for weeks has finally come.
"TRACY!" I finally get to see the face of my beloved Mike light up
"How are you?What are you doing here?" He asks
I didn't know what to say as It all came piling up on me.
"Just wanted to see you and to visit" I told him
"Well I'm more than happy to see you and I'm sure the kids will be delighted to see you" Mike said