" Matt come on, we are going to be late!" his wife Sarah yelled. " Yeah daddy, it's a long ride from here to Glen oak." His oldest daughter Jane who was eight said. " Believe me I know." Matt said. He reached into his pocket for money. He didn't have any. Matt was now 32 and he owned a grocery shop. Sarah didn't have a job, she stayed home and took care of there children, who despite of their parents were growing up to be very intelligent, beautiful, and polite. " Sarah!" he yelled " Yeah?" " I need money." He said. Sarah rushed over to him. " Oh Matt! Not the drugs again." She said with a troubled look on her face. All the children were standing there listening to their parents. Jane had a confused look on her face, and the triplets, Henry, Joseph, and Amanda who were all five were fighting over a toy, but still glancing at Matt and Sarah. The fifth child- two year old Charlie was holding on to his mothers hand. " Sarah, kids, I'm sorry, but I haven't seen my family in years. I need the pot."