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“Norna, more men have arrived.” Margret said.
She was the head chef in our camp and a damn good one at that.
“Thank you, Margret.” I said.
She nodded and made her way back to the kitchen. If you could call it that. It was a small roof with four posts’. It had no wall’s, just completely open. She claimed she loved it though. It didn’t get to hot and that’s what she liked, but I called bullshit. I knew that woman froze during the winter when she was outside all day cooking for us. I had told Finland to come up with an idea for the winter months if were still here to help protect her from the cold wind. It would do no good for any of us if she was too sick to cook.
As I got closer, I realized indeed more men had shown up. There has to be at least a hundred of them now. I made my way t
