Eight-3

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The meal was amazing. Quint and Charlotte were excellent cooks. It was a shame they wouldn’t have the ingredients to cook many or possibly any more meals like this. There was plenty of food and we ate until the sun started to set. We drank water that East and Quinn had gathered from the stream and then boiled and set aside to cool. There was a little bit of dirt in it, but it mostly settled to the bottom. Even with the dirt the water tasted better than any bottled water. As the sun set and the wind started to blow, Quinn said, “Momma, I’m cold.” “Okay, Quinny, let’s go inside. East, would you come start the fire in the house?” Charlotte said as she stood and led Quinn toward the house. East walked behind them, carrying as many plates as she could. I shivered and leaned in closer to the

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