"Do you have any roast beef?  If so I'd love a sandwich."  He smiles at her and then gives her another hug.  "I'm glad to be home."<br/>He walks up the stairs and knocks softly on Rebecca's door.  It's been years since he saw his little sister.  He wasn't even able to make it back from over seas to attend the funeral.    He brushes his sandy blond hair back out of his face.  His time in the PeaceCorp had changed him a little, still lean he was a bit more muscular and his pale skin was now a golden bronze.  He had a few scars from the work he had been doing, but it was well worth it.