One Month Later, still following the same schedule since I killed my father, I walked upstairs, locked my locks, and fell to sleep.
The Next Morning, I woke up and got ready to go get 3 eggs from the barn. I walked outside. I jumped. There was a man sleeping on my porch! He sprung up and aimed an arrow at my head. I pushed it down with my finger smirking, "What are you doing in my porch, and why are your cars in my driveway?"
The man sleeping on my porch said, "You sure have a lot of questions, sunshine."
A man with a revolver came out of a green car with a boy and shouted, "Hello! I'm Rick and this is my son Carl. And the man you were talkin' to is Daryl." I didn't want to admit is but... Daryl was HOT! "Um... I'm Taylor. Is it just the 3 of you?"
"No, there's 8 of us. Are you the only one here?" Rick said. "Yes"
I didn't know where this conversation was going so I said, "So, why are you here?"
"We are lookin' for a place to call home and I see you have got yourself one." He said.
"Yes I do... Um... I see you got a baby in there... And summer is comin' it'll be too hot out there for her." I said.
"We'll pull our own weight, if you let us stay." He said.
I thought it would be nice to have someone in this 5 bedroom house with me. "Ok, you can stay, i was just headed to the farm to get some eggs, i'll grab some extra. While I'm there put all you stuff in the foyer. When I get back we'll figure out the room situations."