[hr][hr]
[center][color=D9E0F9][h1]Tiffany Lyle[/h1][/color]
[img]https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSTZMTKCWRl-_Dl-kkRkLG9gomgyqqYyRGybbdCZaa64kz8LQeD[/img]
[i]Heard County High School - Infirmiry
[/I][/center]
[hr][hr]

Tiffany observed the occasional nurse or whoever who popped in to check on Ray. He seemed fine and she was impressed by both his resilience to get over losing a limb and also the group's medical efforts. Perhaps this place was a good place to stay. However, she couldn't help but think of Newnan also. They seemed to have a decent thing going if it was possible to open trade with them. She would have to remind herself to ask about the place the next time she saw someone.

She wouldn't leave Ray, of course. She felt obligated to make sure he was ok. Even though he denied her any blame, she, of course, wouldn't listen. She felt guilty by having done so, but it was the only solution she had. Unless some scientist came out with the cure to all of this, there was no solution to it other than killing them or preventing bites.

Ray wanted to continue the conversation by discussing interests. She smiled a bit and returned his gaze, [color=D9E0F9]"I'm afraid I was rather boring. I liked to read a lot. I also did puzzles, like Sudoku and Crosswords. Although, I did enjoy photography for a bit. I loved going outdoors and taking pictures of nature or going into the city and snapping shots of the architecture. My mother used to take lots of pictures, it's why I got into it after she passed."[/color]