Everyone nodded and got around to their jobs given to them by Lee.

While none felt entirely safe this place was better than the diner. Avery's cries died down into whimpers as Jeff and Rowena made sure that he was fine. The scratches on his chest and stomach from the claws of the monster weren't deep and probably wouldn't need stitches. Ruth came over to check on the boy. Her hands shook, not from her fright but because she had yet to have another drink of alcohol. Bob asked Ruth to check on Barb since he had to rest. The woman nodded and checked on the injured woman.

Avery soon fell into a restless sleep next to his brother on the floor. So much had changed for the boys in such a short amount of time that Rowena was worried for them. They had lost their parents and their lives, everyone's lives, were turned upside down. Bob had found a stack of boxes to sit on with his leg outstretched. The damn thing still gave him problems after all of these years. The silence was beginning to wear on his nerves and Bob began to sing. In his younger years he sang in his church choir but it had been years since then. He sang to his children but they were grown and lived a few states away so he couldn't sing to his grandchildren. 

"Ae fond kiss and then we sever;
Ae fareweel, alas for ever!
Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee,
Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee,
Who shall say fortune grieves him
While the star of hope she leaves him?
Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me,
Dark despair around beknights me."

Bob's singing voice as a bit higher than most thought but it was welcomed. He continued his song and Rowena had a small smile on her face. This was one of Sam's favorite songs. She couldn't remember where he said he heard it from, possibly one of his grandparents who died when he was just a little boy. Jeff stared blankly at the far wall; he couldn't see much of it through the dimness of the rest of the room. The burgundy haired woman sat next to Jeff and she fixed his short hair. He didn't move away from her touch nor did he lean into it. 

"It's okay to be scared," she said softly, taking his hand in hers. Her dad had the habit of holding her hand when she was scared and it carried on to her. "He's safe and that's all that matters, okay? We'll protect him." 

Sam was busy looking around the front room of the hardware shop. There was only one window but they could block it off soon enough and there were enough things they could use to make weapons out of that they could protect themselves the next time the monsters come. "We should get to work on blocking that window. Maybe the door too." The door seemed sturdy enough but he didn't want to chance it.