"Hey everyone." Christopher pulled her after him as he entered the kitchen where she could smell something good cooking. "This is Ashleigh; my girlfriend."

You could have heard a pin drop. To Ashleigh it felt like forever but in actuality the quiet lasted just a second or two. A woman was moving forward. She could have been in her early fifties, maybe late forties. She had a huge smile on her face and looked enough like Chris that it left no doubt that it was his mother even ...