After finishing up the folding and final sweep, Lyndon and I walked to the kitchen to eat some food. The Youngs had some leftover rabbits from their last hunt which we decided to put in the oven and eat.
As we ate, Ginger’s room seemed to inspire stories about our childhoods, which ultimately brought us back to the dreading topic of our parents. Lyndon told me about how he and Kale grew up in a militant lifestyle where Alpha Troy often served as the general. Alpha Troy used to wake the boys up every day around five am, train, and then get them back into the house just in time to get ready for school When it came to Alpha Troy, what he said, went and anyone who disagreed, which of course often times would be Lyndon, would be taught their place.
Lyndon told me stories about how Alpha T
