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When Seth and Laura returned to the church, six people were waiting outside. "We took a vote," Pastor Bill said, approaching to collect the supplies. "We chose the Hesh family." "Seth," the Pastor greeted him with a weak handshake. "You are looking better." Seth could only nod. He didn't want to remark about the fact that he finally had enough food to sustain his body. Instead, he lowered his voice and asked, "have you seen my brother, Matthew?" The Pastor nodded. "He was here a couple of days ago. Brought back four boxes of macaroni and cheese." The Pastor rolled his shoulders. "He comes, stays a few days and then goes again." Seth could only nod. He wondered what kind of trouble Matthew was getting himself into. Knowing Matthew, it wasn't going to end well. He felt a stab of guilt fo