Abby and you had been sitting out in the snow. Keeping watch for any patrols that came too close. Looking over the city of Jackson that was bigger than expected. Way bigger.

Abby was venting, telling you everything. Keeping you up to date. You’d only recently joined the salt lake crew. A scared chick manny had found. And then slapped him when he tried to flirt too hard.

After that day Abby knew you were a keeper. But her dad weighed on her. Heavier than any burden. And you listened, didn’t try and coddle her or offer solutions. You just listened.

“And I walked in there, he was on the floor. I still get nightmares. The blood everywhere.” Abby didn’t look at you as she spoke. Rubbing her hands together to warm up.