Mr. William (Patricia's father) was coming back from the State Government today, and Patricia mentioned that her mother suggested they all have dinner together in the evening.
Lance had no objections, and he had some thoughts he wanted to share with Lawrence.
So, he rejected Vaughn's suggestion about considering meeting with the President in the evening and drove straight to the train station.
And at six-forty, he waited for Mr. Lawrence.
Lance honked the horn from the roadside, immediately noticed the situation here, and saw Lance getting out of the car.
"Did they ask you to pick me up?" William handed his luggage to Lance while dusting off the dust with a towel.
The dust at the station was too heavy, and many fine dust particles clung to the dark woolen clothes, making these dusty specks particularly noticeable on dark fabric.
