Dated 15th - evening
The debacle of the goat's birth and getting all the shit sorted out was kind of done. Well done enough that John was content to sit about and do bugger all. Upon exploration he had discovered a fire pit and had promptly lit that bitch up, enjoying the flickering of fire against the darkening sky.
He knew Andy would come by soon, if only to get the answers he wanted. Johnathan idly rubbed at his chest, curiously investigating the spark of hurt that flickered there as one might a strange insect. He was not used to the darker feelings anymore really, he had cast off that persona like an unwanted coat when he had met Walmart's mother. Willing to allow himself to be dragged off the road and into the wilds.
He sucked on his blunt, the bright end flaring. Ma hadn't been the best mother but she had loved them anyway. It fucking sucked that she was gone.