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Helen saw the pretty blonde woman walk towards her. Straight away she knew it was Kirsten, her cousin she had never met. She looked at the three males standing around her. The man to her left was undoubtedly her husband Sandy. Helen felt herself smile as she saw Sandy's eyebrows. Will's going to have some competition, she thought to herself. The two women were eventually face to face. Kirsten just stood there for a second, so Helen jumped in and introduced herself.
"Hi, I'm Helen. I'm guessing your Kirsten, right?" she asked, suddenly very much hoping it was in fact Kirsten, no just some random person.
"Yes, that's me. This is my husband Sandy," she said pointing to the man with the eyebrows, "and this is our son Seth," she said gesturing to the dark haired boy, "and this is our foster son, Ryan," she said pointing to the final member of the family, who had sandy blonde hair, and a brooding look.
"Nice to meet you all. Welcome to Maryland! Well, the car's this way," explained Helen.
The five people trailed out of the airport in silence. No one had expected meeting to be this hard. The two families had never met apart from Helen and Sandy, but it had been so long, it hardly made a difference.
Helen showed them to her car. She was beginning to get the impression Kirsten thought Helen was a bit stingy. She knew she was from a rich family, but Helen didn't understand why that should make a difference in them getting along.
Helen started the engine, and they were off home. She heard the three boys talking in the back of the car.
"Wow, dude, this holiday blows," said Seth, not hiding his misery. "It's not a holiday, son, it's a reunion," piped up Sandy, although he sounded equally as miserable.
"Hey, I think it's cool. I've never been anywhere on holiday, let alone on a lane," said Ryan eagerly.
Helen liked Ryan a lot better than his adoptive family. Maryland wasn't that bad. It had been good to the Girardi's.
Helen endured the icy silence for the rest of the trip home. Neither of the families really knew how to talk to the other. She was relieved to finally pull up to her welcoming house.
"Wow, it's tiny!" exclaimed Seth.
Helen turned around and gave the boy the biggest death stare. He backed off right away.
"It's so cute!"
Kirsten entered the house. She knew it was unfair that her son had made such a rude comment on the house, but it was true; it was tiny. The rooms were small and cluttered.
Helen seated the guests around the dining room table, and poured them a cup of tea each. She looked at the clock and was thankful to see that Joan and Luke would be home soon. The silence was unbearable. Luke could usually ramble on for hours, if need be.