Woke up early this morning. Sookie and the kids were not by my side. I wipe my eyes and stood up. It looked like a struggle, but I would have woke up , wouldn’t I? I know Sookie is a fighter and them kids mean everything to her. I have to get my head on straight. Yes, she’s almost better than I am when it comes to survival. I taught her well. I ran over to the desk, pulled the drawers open, shit her weapon is here. Looking around, no blood that’s good, I have to believe she is ok and she’s taking care of the kids. I pack a backpack and run out the door, not thinking what direction to head, so I take a left and start walking.