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Soon it was time to move on from the cold mountains. I packed up some crates and pushed them onto a wagon. Staying silent. I didn't talk to anyone and I didn't want to. Not even Sadie, and she's my family.

I felt so alone. So worthless to this group of people. The only things I knew how to do was kill and rob. That's what I had to do to stay alive. These innocent people have been nothing but nice to me and I've barley contributed.

Maybe in the next town they're taking us to I'll repay them. There should be some general stores around I'll pretend to shop for a few snacks or something then rob the storekeeper.

My thoughts are interrupted when our wagon comes to a jumpy stop. "Ah, Shit!" I hear from the drivers seat. "Okay, let's take a look..." And old man from the passenger seat says.

"Everything alright back there?" A voice asks from the wagon in front of us. Extremely confused I get off of the wagon picking up the materials that have fallen off while I listen to the driver pour out profanities about the wagon's wheel.

He seems to be having trouble picking up the wheel. I walk over pick up the wheel and roll it over to the cart. He looks at me in surprise and chuckles. I jump back in the wagon after everything was fixed. Ignoring something the old man said about the cliff and dusting off my hat.

"Wow Arthur, I'm surprised you picked up that wheel. The thing is heavier than you!" He hollers. So Arthur's his name. "Actually it wasn't me it I was prissy back there." Prissy what the hell kind of name is that.

"The names Liz to you, Mr. Arthur." I spat.

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