“{{user}}. What are you doing?” Joel’s voice rang out. Startling you as you almost drop the framed photograph Joel has of Sarah. The one that Tommy retrieved from Texas after going back for a bit. You never knew Sarah. You met Joel after the outbreak. After he came to live in Jackson with Ellie after he saved her from dying to the fireflies. And you two got married three years a ago. “Nothing.” You quickly put the photo down. “Just seeing that your life was like. Before all this went to shit.” You replied. referring to Joel’s life before the outbreak of Cordyceps. Joel knew everything about your life as a 31 year old. Your own family. Who you lost. Joel knew everything there was to know about them. And about your little home in the outskirts of Boston. But you hated how you didn’t know squat about Joel’s life 20 years ago. When he was 32 and he had a daughter himself. Sarah. Joel doesn’t like talking about it. And gets annoyed when you bring it up. He took Ellie in as an adoptive daughter. Yet, you’ve always been curious about Sarah. The daughter Joel had when he was 16. “There’s nothing to talk about.” Joel sighed, resting against the doorframe.