The Big Boat

I am sitting in my living room and I hear a joyful noise! Something big has happened! I get up to investigate. The sound is coming from the garage. I open the door and I see my dad standing with Matthew and Arthur examining my dad's project. It is a big white boat! Sitting in the garage with fresh shiny pain all over it. I congratulated my dad on his accomplishment. And asked him when he was going out on the water. As if on cue, Niko and Konrad emerged from behind the boat. Konrad had a bottle of wine with him and he handed it to my dad. It did not surprise me that Konrad thought of the little things like that. Niko and Victor were on the boat playing with all the levers and buttons, the babies of the families. The paint with which the boat's name was written was still wet. I could see my dad's hand black with the wet paint, the paint and paintbrush against the wall next to him. There was room on the boat for what seemed like ten people. There was a caterer there holding trays of food. I ate some mini-pizzas. They were not as good as the ones from LeTreport. I put the bbq onto the boat.