Juniper Inn

“Did you read in the newspaper about the fire last night?” asked Dad as he ate his bowl of cereal.

“I didn’t,” replied Mom. “Where was the fire?”

“Juniper Inn. They say it burned to the ground,” said Dad in a surprised voice.

“Juniper Inn?” stuttered Mom.

“You have got to be kidding me!” interrupted Dan. “We just ate there last night.”

“I know, that’s why I am as surprised as you are,” said Dad.

“That is terrible,” said Mom. “I hope no one was injured.”

“The paper says that there were no injuries or fatalities but it says that restaurant is completely gone. There is nothing left to salvage,” informed Dad.

“So what are we going to do?” asked Dan.

“Do? What do you mean?” asked Mom.

“We’ve got to do something,” explained Dan. “We’ve been friends with the Parkers for years. They are going to need some help.”

Dan’s parents looked up from their breakfast and winked at each other. They looked back at their son for more direction.

“First, we need to call Mr. Parker and make sure he’s okay. He could probably use a friend right now. Mom, do you think we could bring dinner in to their family this evening?” said Dan.

“I think I can do that. It seems a little strange in a way,” said Mom as she gazed out the window.

“Mr. Parker has been bringing families dinners for years. It’s our turn to bring him dinner,” said Dan with a grin.