"Roger, we lost our pack when Sean was only 5. As far as I know, we are the only survivors of the great hunt of Boston. We fled with just what we had on our backs, we did indeed. Thank you for inviting us to live with you and your pack. You have always been a grand friend and I am glad that you stopped to pick us up." Kathyleene spoke quietly as she fiddled with her hands.<br/><br/>Sean looked at the guy next to him and nodded.<br/>"Sean Howle. My mother is kathyleene."<br/>He turned to look out the window once more.<br/><br/>Zach began to softly sing<br/><br/><br/><object height="360" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yZa-4vsM16A"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><embed height="360" src="https://www.youtube.com/v/yZa-4vsM16A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" wmode="transparent"/></object>