The luxury apartment stood great on the four storey residential house. Carl’s house was the third one from the left. He lived with his wife Liz and their two sons, Greg and Colly. The house was surrounded by brightly colored new tips of trees, the pots of purple and pink geraniums with cellophane drops glistening on the leaves, the clusters of basil and oregano sprouting near the lemon tree.
‘Hurry up guys’ Liz said loudly as she pointed at Colly and Greg.
‘We ready mum’ her first born Colly responded.
‘Where is dad?’
‘Carl outside packing the luggage’
Colly and Greg rushed outside to assist their dad carry the bags. They were all clad in luxury garments. Liz was clad on a red sari compliment with an auburn curl and her glistening chocolate eyes made her look beautiful and ready for a show. Her husband Carl was a young, pony-tailed guy who had adorned a black executive suit.
Liz met Carl in their bedroom.
‘Do I look sexy?’ Liz asked
‘Of course you look young and sexy to me only’
‘Mmm’ she smiled. ‘You only?’ she asked.
‘Yes darling, before my eyes’ he responded.
After they had masticated to their fullest, Colly dug in his pocket a Samsung Galaxy S2 and made a phone call to his uncle in South Africa.
‘Hello uncle Sam? We are flying to Durban today.