#zachrivers

there were only a few crops outside the hilltop walls that needed daily tending. maggie always liked doing it, just to have some time to herself. some peace and quiet. she was just putting the ones she’d picked so far into the basket she had when she noticed a person nearby. she looked up swiftly then pulled out her gun and aimed it, immediately rising to her feet. “don’t come any closer,” she warned. she didn’t know who the man was, but she wasn’t taking any chances if he was a savior. “what do you want?”