It sure was exciting, being on the road in search of the treasure that surely awaited them. Kind of made Glenn feel like some kind of hero from a story. He even fancied the axe at his belt some kind of weapon for slaying monsters and evil-doers, even though he didn't quite realize Dotta had more in mind than simply chopping firewood when she'd bestowed it upon him.

"I don't think so, Roan," Glenn said, thoughtfully. "We ain't been no where but home ...and to old Mr. Crowder's store. So just them."