by Will Stanton » Thu Jul 16, 2009 10:33 am
"Dad doesn't mess around," Will said, shooting up to seven feet tall so he could be seen over the crowds. "He probably had the hotel reservations done before we got off the phone..."
"Will!" a voice called, as a brown-haired woman in her early 40s came out of the gate, hustled over, and gave Will a monstrous hug. "It's so good to see you!". Behind her, an absolute MOUNTAIN of a man, tall and thick--not particularly fat, nor particularly muscular, just large, came out, squeezed into a very nice suit.
"Mom, Dad," Will smiled. "I hope your flight wasn't too bad. This is Sara!"
PLASTICINE