Bobby and me talked about it last night and we like the Guard. They protect the village from the deaders. We like doing that. But they don’t want us. They say we’re too young to know what’s going on. I bet Bobby and me can shoot better than any of them can. I bet they just don’t want us making them look bad because they’re bad shots.
Booby and I went off to the outskirts again.
We’re going to show them. All of them.