The last thing Court wanted to do was trek into the darkening woods in search of someone he didn’t even know. So while the others broke into two groups to look for May, Court followed Bree to her tent to help her pack up their food supply.
Inside her tent, the food Court and Adam had gathered was stacked against one wall. Boxes lay flat on the ground, one atop another, and the cans sat neatly on top of them. There really was a lot of junk food, Court noticed, and he didn’t think one shopping cart would be enough to carry everything. “Can we take all this?” he asked, hands on his hips as he frowned at the supply.
Over her shoulder, Bree laughed. “Typical man. If we just throw it all in the cart any which way, then no. But if we pack it, we shouldn’t have a problem. Besides, I won’t lose a
