'How many times do I have to tell you Taylor, Danny's parents died years ago, and Danny's grandmother, who used to be the only living relative and your grandmothers very best friend died last week, Danny has nothing else to do but to come to us,' Diana could remember the hot Summer afternoons she had spent in Mrs Hales kitchen when she was just a girl, playing dolls with Suza Hales, (Danny's Mother). Old Mrs Hales had been like another mother to her and she missed her very much.

'Flight 109 from Melbourne has landed,' the loudspeaker broke through Diana's thoughts,

'That's Danny's flight,' Diana walked over to the terminal door, ' Taylor, keep out an eye for a blond teenager,'

Taylor looked around for the boy from Australia, his mom had told him on the way to the airport that Danny played lots of instruments, they needed a Bass player in their band, (Hanson!). Maybe having Danny in the house wouldn't be so bad, it would be like having a 4th brother.

'Danny!' his mother called while waving into the crowd of people jostling their way out of the terminal, she pushed her way through, Taylor lost sight of her very quickly, her turned and looked at the magazines. A magazine cover proudly displayed a picture of his brothers and him, he picked it up and flicked through it,

'Taylor, this is Danny Hales,' Taylor spun around expecting to see a 14 year old blond boy,
'.......She's been wanting to meet you,'