Dervish walked down the stairs to the new house and went straight to the kitchen to get a drink. He had some things to deal with that he wasn't happy about.
Onche had his drink he walked out into the back garden and saw his oldest son, Junior, with a girl he had never seen before. Seeing Junior suddenly made Dervish feel happy. He was proud of his son in so many different ways, he just wished he would get a job. He couldn't say much as he was unemplyed.
"Junior, me boy." He walked over to his son and gave him a father-son hug. "I haven't seen you in a while." Then he turned to Cloe. "And who might this pretty girl be??"