I talked to Talyn today. Tevyn’s brother. He said that
Tevyn was just quiet and left it at that….
There’s a story there somewhere. That is what
my journalistic mind is telling me. But, I’ll have to
approach it with caution. The man obviously doesn’t
like me.
Sometimes you just rub people the wrong way.
What can you do?
The cold is…well, getting colder. It is a worry that everyone
seems to wear on their faces these days.
You can look into our eyes and see the fear.
A few of the men will leave in a couple days to go
on a supply run. I’m helping Trina and Talyn gather the
things they’ll need to take as well as take inventory and
make a list of the things we absolutely need.
Blankets, gloves, winter wear is for sure on the list
for all of us. The kids will need lots more than us, adults.
I hope that the hoard of zombies is not still here in the
vicinity. It’s pretty cold. So we know they’re slower.
It’s very possible the ones that weren’t killed here will
have moved on only to the nearest town.
We’ll just hope for the best for everything and everyone.
That is all we can do.
Sam