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[center][color=D9E0F9][h1]Tiffany Lyle[/h1][/color]
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[i]Newnan Mess Hall
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Truth be told, she would rather go check on Ray and the boy herself rather than take the word of strangers, but she wasn't in the best of predicaments to make demands. They gave her food, they may be giving her a room and shelter, and they may be treating Ray better than at Franklin. She couldn't say anything, so she merely nodded her head in agreement.

The rules for living here seemed standard, even understandable. She wondered how she would get along with the others here if she stayed. She wondered about what job she could potentially get. She could handle herself pretty well in combat, she could scavenge with the best of them, but her skills lied more on talking with other people. She learned a bit of medical knowledge from helping Franklin take care of the patients for that brief period of time. She was willing to learn also. In this day and age, you had to adapt.

She had no questions, so she waited for her interview to begin.