- Lost and Found -

I had just gotten home from my friends house when I saw that the door in my kitchen was unlocked. Once I had locked it I went into the living room to lie down and watch some television. It was only shortly after I finally found a good show on, that I heard a crunching and slurping sound behind all of the other loud sounds. I lowered the volume, listened for a few seconds and then got back to my show. When the next show had started, the sounds started again but now there was another sound that I couldn’t make out. This time I got up and walked to the kitchen where I was scared to death when I saw my cousin. I hadn’t seen him for 12 years and here he was eating celery, drinking ginger ale and frying sausages in my kitchen at 2 o’clock in the morning.
The last time I had seen him was just before he went to his favorite Belgian food restaurant, called L’actuel at 1194 Peel Street. This time, unlike others, he went alone to L’actuel. He also took a credit ...