Episode Eleven

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“I don’t feel like eating.”

“And I don’t much feel like peeling you off the ground when you wilt and topple over.”

“We need to get moving. We need to get to the farm.”

“There’s time for that.”

I stared at his face, his lips moving as he chewed his eggs, snippets of white leaking from the corners of his mouth. I can’t express how badly I wanted to smack the food straight out of his mouth.

“What in the actual fuck is wrong with you? Seriously.”

“Elizabeth, look-“

“No, you look. My daughter is in limbo, wandering around out there after seeing god knows what, pursued by one of those…thos...

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