Warm Welcome

Joseph stepped out of his car and gazed up at the magnificent building in front of him. His parents' house was a testament to their hard work and success.

He rang the doorbell and waited, admiring the beautifully manicured lawn.

The door swung open, and a bright smile greeted him. His mother, Sarah, stood in the doorway, her eyes shining with warmth.

"Joseph, my child!" she exclaimed, opening her arms wide.

Joseph hugged her tightly, feeling a sense of comfort and belonging.

He followed her into the house, where his father, John, sat watching TV.

John looked up and smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Hey, son! How's life treating you?"

Joseph greeted his father warmly, feeling a deep sense of respect for the man who had taught him so much.

As they sat down in the living room, Sarah asked, "So, Joseph, how's life? Anything new and exciting happening?"

Joseph shrugged. "It's fine, Mom. Just the usual."

John and Sarah exchanged a knowing glance.

And are you missing anyone lately?" John asked, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

Joseph's gaze drifted off, and his parents noticed the faraway look in his eyes.

"Ah-ha!" Sarah exclaimed. "There is someone, isn't there?"

Joseph's face grew hot as he protested, "No one, Mom. Really."

John and Sarah teased him good-naturedly, but Joseph just smiled and shook his head.

As the evening wore on, they watched a movie together, played games, and talked about their plans for the future.

Joseph felt grateful for this quality time with his parents.

As the night drew to a close, Joseph hugged his parents tightly. "Thanks for tonight, guys. I really needed this."

Sarah smiled, her eyes shining with love. "We're always here for you, Joseph. You know that."

John nodded in agreement. "And don't forget, son, we're always here to support you, no matter what."

Joseph smiled, feeling a sense of peace.

As Joseph was about to leave, his mother called out to him. "Okay, Joseph, why don't you stay for two days? Let's spend more time together. I really missed you."

His father looked at him with an expectant gaze, clearly wanting Joseph to agree to the request.

Joseph looked at his parents and nodded. "Okay, sure. I'd love to stay."

His mother's face lit up with a smile. "Wonderful! We'll have dinner together tomorrow night, and we can catch up some more."

Joseph smiled and headed to his room, feeling a sense of nostalgia wash over him.

This was the room he had grown up in, and it held many fond memories.

As he entered the room, he was hit with a wave of nostalgia. The room was exactly as he had left it, with the same old bed and desk.

He remembered the countless hours he had spent in this room, studying, playing games, and dreaming about his future.

Joseph sighed, feeling a pang of sadness. He missed those carefree days, when his biggest worry was what game to play next or what book to read.

He shook off the feeling and began to unpack, arranging his clothes and finding a pair of pyjamas that his father had given him.

He changed into the pyjamas, feeling the soft fabric against his skin.

As he settled into bed, Joseph couldn't help but feel grateful for this opportunity to spend time with his parents.

He knew that he would always treasure this moment, and he drifted off to sleep with a smile on his face.