"Up front, the dead rattled the shopping carts blocking the entrance. They'd managed to break the glass on the outside doors the month before, but wit... the shopping carts tied together, there was no way they could get in that way. The kids looked worried, they must have heard the shots that had stirred up the dead, but they'd done what he'd told them and stayed there waiting. He knew just how hard that could be. "It's okay, they didn't get close enough to touch us." He saw their relief at the. ”“That isn’t a problem,” answered Pēteris. Then, he asked Bart if he knew any reliable farmers who might like to work on his new holdings. “There’s good land and about every tool needed - including weapons. All it needs is an experienced hand.”“I might know someone,” Bart hedged. “Is that widow, Rosie, going to be there?”“That’s the plan right now,” Pēteris replied. “I suppose it will eventually depend upon if she finds herself a new man, and what he wants. I told her she could stay as long as. We started talking, and it turned out Derek was attending the same college as me. He introduced his friend as Brian, and then said, “Hey, we were just going to grab some beer and head down to the river. Wanna come?”“Sure,” I said, so happy to not be alone, and off we went.Sitting between them in the front seat (cars back then had bench-style front seats) and drinking beer, I started telling them how miserable I was where I was living. “You could come live with us. We’re in a big house, and. The wind has picked up turning what was a nice sunny day into a bitterly cold evening. No matter how bundled up I get, I am unable to stop my teeth from chattering and toes from freezing. I quickly grab handfuls of wood and throw them into our sled, dragging it through the snow drifts back to the front door and tossing them inside. I stamp my feet to shake the worst of the snow off me before heading in the door to the wonderful smells of sausage and mushrooms with some steamy mashed.