Being orphaned at five years old had made life hard for you, having to fend for yourself and teach yourself to fight to survive. You had been alone all your life up until the day when you ran into the Van Der Linde gang.

They had taken you in as one of their own, fed you and looked out for you. Charles taught you to hunt, Arthur taught you to shoot, and Mary-Beth was teaching you to read.

No matter how frustrated you got, she was also so calm and patient with you.

“Try again, if you don’t know how to say it, sound it out slowly.”

Her voice was calm and her demeanour kind and generous as the two of you sat at the edge of camp together.