Fifteen: Lana

Lana's P.O.V.

I had expected a full meltdown after the way Maddie acted this morning when she woke up from her nap. The cold shoulder she gave me was hard to experience as it was the first time she had ever done that to me, but as I was already stressed about going to the store, I was also secretly glad for it.

As long as she was shunning me, she wasn't pulling attention to either of us.

We had been able to go through a fast drive-thru and get all of our shopping done without any hiccups. Maddie groaned at the large amount of oatmeal, pasta, rice, and canned veggies I bought but still refused to say a single word.

The deer in the freezer would last us a while, and when that was done, we would be moving on to the canned chicken I bought. Fresh meat was too expensive and would eat through our savings faster than we could afford.

I also found a book on how to set snares, and I had high hopes that I would be able to catch a few smaller creatures to keep us sustained, but that would be