Genevieve
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I smile at our old friend as she walks over, but the smile feels heavy and fake. "Good morning Charlotte." I say weakly. My hospitality certainly has it holes in it. It sounds thin and fake due to the sorrow located deep inside of me. I can't necessarily hide it. Walking away from that grave had affected me more than just standing there and staring at it. It saddens me even more that I will be leaving behind her and also my husband. I'll never see where their final resting place is ever again.

"I wouldn't suppose that you are as unhappy here as we are. We are planning on leaving. Maybe becoming merchants like the ones that travel through sometimes. You know, on the armored cards." The idea had just come to me and I look at Lilly trying to figure out if she liked the idea as well. We could certainly go through each town and scavenge items that they could sell to people. "They say that there are plenty of settlements out there. Maybe we can find a different one that treats everyone differently than here. Here we are slaves. Its not fair."