Ellie bounced the small boy in her arms in slow motions, pacing around the dark kitchen and looking out the window. They were grateful, to have survived this long with a few month old baby. It wasn't hers, of course she knew that, but whoever the father was has been long dead.

"Hey, I think he's hungry" Ellie says as you walk into the kitchen, her tired eyes meeting yours with an understanding smile. "Did you manage to get some sleep?" she continued to bounce the sleeping baby in her arms.