DAY 2
DAY 2Piper has walked around the house like she’s the star of a zombie movie when the camera isn’t in her face. I find it entertaining, even if she’s ready to kill me.
I grab an apple off the kitchen counter and bite into it. She’s sitting on the couch and turns her head. Her eyes trail up and down my body before she meets my gaze again.
“Will you be wearing guns the entire time we’re here?”
I take another bite, crunching down. “The only time they won’t be on me is when I’m sleeping or bathing. Otherwise, they’ll always be locked and loaded.”
always“Don’t you think you’re overreacting just a little bit?”
“No. I have to always be ready.”
She turns back around. “Guns make me uncomfortable. There are a ton of statistics out there that prove having them puts you in more danger tha
