(Naomie's Pov)
I was sitting up on the Rv with Pop again. After the whole event down at the quarry he wanted me by his side. Officer Shane apologized for having me involved but Pop was just happy I wasn't hurt.
A little bit ago Andrea and Amy took the boat down to fish. As much as I wanted to join, Pop didn't want me out of his sight for the time being. Thanks Ed.
"Omie... come with me." Pop said, sounding a little worried. I gave him a confused look before putting my coloring book, and crayons down.
"What's wrong?" I asked following him off the Rv.
"Nothing, just checking on Jim." he told me putting a hand on my back.
We walked up the hill. Jim was digging a lot of holes, farther away from camp then we normally go. He was sweating a lot and didn't stop to give Pop or I a glance. Why's he digging holes? No one died? And why so many?
"Jim?" Pop asks lightly. "You okay?" No responses, he just continued to dig.
"Hello?" I asked going to tap the man on his shoulder. He still ignored us.
"You keep this up, you're gonna keel over out here. Drink some water at least." Pop try's to hand the man a navy blue, water container. Still nothing. Can he not hear us? Finally the man looks at us for a second before continue to dig. I looked up at Pop with a shrug who just sighed.
"Come on." he said pushing me back to camp.
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(Carl's Pov)
Andrea and Amy came back from fishing with a ton of fish. If only Naomie, Shane, and I could have caught those frogs. Then we'd be the ones everyone was congratulating.
"Oh,baby. Will you look at that? Hey, check it out." Morales said happy as he took the rope filled with fish from Andrea. "Ladies.. because of you my children will eat tonight. Thank you."
"Thank Dale and Naomie, it's their canoe and gear." Andrea smiled.
"Mom, look. Look at all the fish." I said pushing them towards her.
"Thank you." she mumbled to Morales moving away so they didn't touch her. She doesn't like slimy things. Or smelly things. Or anything you find outside.
"Whoa." I sighed looking at all of them. Kinda wish Omie didn't have to follow her Pop. She'd love to see this. I poked one of them with my finger.
"Yeah, whoa! Where did you two learn to do that?" Mom asked.
"Our dad." Amy replied. I gave her a big smile. She's very pretty.
"Can you teach me how to do that?" I asked her. "And Omie if Dale says it's okay?"
"Sure. I'll teach y'all about nail knots and stuff." Andrea turned and have her a unpleased look, making Amy laugh. Even her laugh was pretty. "If that's okay?" She asked my mom.
"You won't catch me arguing." my mom replied giving me a small smile.
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(Naomie's Pov)
When we got back to camp, Amy and Andrea where back from fishing. Morales was holding two fishing lines with a lot of fish on it.
"Hey, Dale. When's the last time y'all oiled those line reels? They are a disgrace." Andrea chuckled as we walked towards them. They didn't seem like a disgrace by the look of the fish. Pop didn't answer the girl instead he stood in front of everyone worried.
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FanfictionA 10 year old girl, sharing the world with the dead. Everybody becomes family at some point. "Blood isn't what makes us family. It's because you'd risk yours to save me if I needed it, and I'd do the same for you. We didn't know each other before t...
