(sure, I'll give it a show :P)<br/><br/>"Is that my sweet Rebecca?" The famine voice seemed to emanate from the kitchen. "Jason? How was your trip?"<br/><br/>"Sorry mom, I'm really not in the mood to talk. I got stuff to get ready for tomorrow, so just call me when dinner gets done please." He walked off, closing the door to one of the guest rooms that was serving as his bedroom for now. He knew he would have to go back to school soon, but at least he had the decency to show up for his sisters funeral. "How? How can you remain in such a good mood?"