Luggage Bag for My Father

When I was young, my father was a business man. Several times in a year he went to the business trip. One day, generally speaking it was almost night time, some men from his work called us and said that my father immediately should go to the business trip to New York. It was so unexpected. While my mother called to the airport that to book tickets, my father began to pack his stuff. But when he went to the attic that to take a suitcase, it was found out that it wasn't there. Usually we kept in the attic our luggage set, which included two suitcases, tote bag and travel wallet. But there was none of them. When my mother came, she explained that two days before she lent our luggage set to her sister, my aunt Gloria, who went to a Hawaiian trip with her family. It was terrible news for my father. In four hours he would get aboard and to aviate to New York. But his stuff wasn't pack yet and he even hadn't a suitcase. My mother had no choice and in the middle of the night she went to our neighbors that to lend a suitcase or a luggage bag. Fortunately our neighbors were the best neighbors ever. They lent to us their leather luggage bag and travel wallet and Mrs. Greenberg even gave my father a ride to the airport. Thanks Lord, my father caught the plane and made a safe landing in New York Kennedy Airport. But before going to the airport he said to my mother that she would return our luggage set and wouldn't give it to anyone. But nevertheless she gave promise; she bought two spare suitcases and a travel leather wallet for some case.