G met me at the door shortly after I knocked. She gave me a big hug and then, surprisingly, kissed me on the lips. I figured this meant I was like family and she did have a slight beer flavor to the kiss so it’s probably nothing. She turned her head back inside and said “He’s here!” Her kids and husband come around the corner and greet me with hugs and claps on the back. Before I’m five feet inside the kids have taken my bag to the play room where I’d be sleeping and her husband handed me a beer.
G and I had met where I used to work about 4 years prior where she volunteered once a week. We instantly hit it off as friends instantly. Bonded over our slightly crass sense of humor and willingness to discuss hot dads on tv. As time went on G asked me to house sit and also would host me for dinner. Eventually I moved a couple hours away for work and they’d have me come visit. Every fall I would come up to help them process deer and turkeys for the holiday season. They paid me, they fed me, and filled me up on beer for a weekend. What more could a guy ask for.