"Oh yeah here."<br/>Matthew said, grabbing a trio of large glasses from the cabinet over the dishwasher and setting them by a large square water filter of sorts hooked up to the sink faucet. He flicked the switch attached to the large faucet head and turned on the cold water, sliding the first glass beneath the plastic/rubber hose that extended from the top of the expensive looking filter.<br/>"Kangen Water 9.5..."<br/>a robotic voice chimed. There was a pause then crystal clear water started to trickle into the cup, filling it up after a few seconds. Matthew passed out the first glass to Elizabeth, the second to Haley and the third to Nicki.<br/>"Here honey, why don't you come lie down on the couch."<br/>a slightly short and chubby older lady said, coming into the kitchen. She was incredibly tanned just like Hugh and had shiny black hair pulled into a ponytail, a few tiny strands of silver hair visible upon closer inspection and a pair of glasses perched on the bridge of her nose.<br/>She led Elizabeth into the living room, helping her sit down on the dark blue couch while Matthew stepped in and tossed his duffle bag into the floor, ejected his rifle's magazine and the round in the chamber then propping it up against the bag.<br/>"I'm Jaime, Matthew's mom."<br/>the 50-something year old lady said.<br/>"Hannah, bring me a cool wet washrag."<br/>she called.<br/>A 19 year old girl with long dark brown hair and fairly pale skin darted out of the bathroom a minute later with a wet cold wrag, handing it to her mom who gently layed it on Elizabeth's forehead.<br/>"She looks a bit dehydrated."<br/>Jeff observed.<br/>"All three of you do to varying degrees."<br/>The girl cleared her throat, reminding them of her presence.<br/>"Oh yeah, that's my sis Hannah. This is Nicki, Elizabeth and Haley."<br/>Matthew explained.<br/>Hannah smiled excitedly, "Nice to meet you."<br/>she said with a little wave.<br/>"Hannah why don't you get our guests something to eat."<br/>Jaime suggested. Hannah sighed and darted to the kitchen returning a minute later with plates for the girls a small piece of sausage, some eggs, biscuits and gravy on each one.<br/><br/>Matthew grunted and sat down on the dark colored futon situated next to the sliding glass door that led to the side deck/porch, leaning forward and interlocking his fingers, looking totally relaxed.<br/>"So girls, do you have anywhere you're headed? Anything you need?"