Jess leaped from the kitchen stool as soon as she heard the car pull into the driveway and rushed to the front door to open it.
‘Hello?’ Aaron greeted his wife guardedly as he could see the stranger sitting in the kitchen behind her.
‘Aaron, this is Derek.’
Derek put down his cup of tea as Aaron drew closer and extended his hand. Aaron had no choice but to shake it. As he did he noticed a food stain on the man’s shirt, which looked suspiciously like one of his own that had recently gone missing.
‘I’m going to put my stuff in the bedroom,’ Aaron said.
Jess hurried after him and spun around as soon as the door was shut behind them.
‘Who the hell is that?’ Aaron said.
‘What do you mean?’ Jess replied, feigning innocence.
‘Why is there a hobo sitting at our kitchen table?’
‘I told you
