"Kids, Rose!" He blurts out excitedly. "We could have us a wholepassel of little ones! Start a family of our own, away from all this darkness and death!"
The words hit me like a bullet to the chest. Children? The very idea is both miraculous and terrifying. I've allowed myself to dream of such a simple, happy life. To have that...and babies too?
Greg seems to sense my trepidation as he launches into an unstoppable stream of words.
"Just try to imagine it! No more gunfights or eating mud for days on end. Just you, me, and a couple little munchkins running around our own place! We could have a little boy that looks just like me - at least he'd get the decent personality to balance out the ugly mug."
He barrels on, that spark in his eye growing brighter and brighter. "Or a little girl wi
