LINDA:  Hey Frank! It's the lady from the news ....
                          
Her husband appeared and looked Beth up and down then looked at her car

                          
FRANK:   I think you're in the wrong part of town! 
                          
BETH:  I only came here too ....
                          
FRANK:  We don't want your type here! With your flashy car and clothes!
                          
BETH:   I came to ask if you needed any help with the funeral costs?
                          
FRANK:  You think because you have money you can just make handouts? Our daughter is dead!  
                          
BETH:  She died in my house! 
                          
LINDA:  Well at least you can sleep at night!
                          
BETH:  I won't ever be able to sleep in that house ever again knowing what happened to Tiffany, my family and i won't be moving back there.
                          
FRANK:  So you're just going to go buy another one huh?
                          
BETH:  Look i'm sorry what happened to your daughter but you can't blame me for that!
                          
FRANK:  Just go! You have no idea what it's like for us! To be in our situation!
                          
BETH:  I've not always had money you know! When i won the lottery it came at the lowest part of my life! I had nothing!
                          
Beth was trying not to cry 
                          
BETH:  And i won't have you or my husband telling me what i can and can't spend it on! So do you want my help or not!? (shouting)
                          
Linda and Frank just looked at Beth, she burst into tears.
                          
LINDA:  Come on into the house 
                          
Beth wiped her eyes
                          
BETH:  Thank you 
                          
Beth walked through the front door then Frank closed it.  Walking into the living room Beth looked around. It was homely enough but was in a bad state of repair.  There were photos of a blonde girl on a side table.
                          
LINDA:  That's Tiffany
                          
BETH:  She's beautiful!  How long was she missing?
                          
LINDA:  Nearly two years
                          
BETH:  That must've been awful for you
                          
LINDA:  We went through hell not knowing where she was!
                          
FRANK:  I'm sorry for the way we spoke to you, it's been hard for us
                          
BETH:   It's okay, I understand.
                          
They began chatting about Tiffany and they wanted to know Beth's story so she told them all about her.
                          
BETH:  So what do you do Frank?
                          
FRANK:  I'm a joiner by trade