She was right, the place was basically a dump. "We should get some groceries, cooking is probably better than TV dinners or take out every night." They started down the road, there was a Walmart down the street where they could get some food. It was getting to be mid-day, but he still wasn't hungry. Owen thought about the attackers, why would they attack him in his home like that? He would need to get that payed off as soon as possible, preferably without Mable knowing.