Aurora Rhee. She's got the smarts and determination from her father (Glenn), but the sassiness from her mother (Maggie). Due to the apocalypse, she lost her father when she was 10. Even though they were separated, her mother took her back to her gra...
"Oh yeah? I never thought I'd be so happy to see a potato," Carol chuckled lightly. Everybody laughed along with her as we help prepare dinner.
"I'm just glad we're not roasting squirrels over a fire in the woods," Lori said.
"Thank you, Patricia, so much for letting us into your house," Carol said with a smile that hasn't left her face since she started preparing dinner. I'm glad that her mind is of Sophia. This is a good distraction.
"What's this?" I heard grandpas voice say.
"Don't worry, grandpa. Lori and Carol are cooking dinner for us all tonight," I told him from behind. He turned so he could see both me and mom.
"That's the first I've heard of it." He was angry, I could tell. I really don't get the problem. It's just dinner.
"I didn't think it was that big of a deal. They want to thank us for helping them," mom said sounding kind of guilty. I didn't think it was either.
"What that problem, grandpa?" I asked with a confused expression.
"The problem? We need to be setting clear boundaries with these people. They're getting a little too comfortable," grandpa said. I stepped closer to him so we could talk in a whisper.
"Too comfortable? Are you just gonna kick them out as soon as Carl is better?" I asked, my anger rising.
"Rori. Dad, it's just dinner," mom said calmly.
"No! He can't just help these people than push them away," I argued in a whisper.
"Rori, that's enough," mom said firmly. I walked away in order to stay calm. I walked to the room I had spent so much time in lately.
"Hey, Carl," I greeted the boy.
"Hey, Rori. Hey, do you know when I'll be able to get off this bed?" Carl asked.
"I believe grandpa will let you in a few days, I hope," I said sitting down in a seat beside his bed.
"Good. I'm tired of laying in this bed," he chuckled.
"I would be too. But, I hear your mom and Carol are making dinner tonight. I'll bring you some because I'm sure it'll be amazing," I smiled.
"I wish I could actually join you," he said sadly.
"Me too. But, hey, I brought you something to keep you occupied," I said and pulled a comic book out of my pocket.
"Sweet, a comic book!" Carl cheered. I laughed and handed him one.
"I guess you a fan of comic books," I observed. My smile dropped as I heard a gunshot go off. "Stay here, I'm gonna go check it out." I stood up and ran out of the room without a word.
