One can tell it is winter, even the demons are feeling the
cold, thankfully there is a Hunter’s Bar every hundred or so miles. Don’t know what I would do without them. Mary says I should marry one of the other
hunters. She said it is good to have
companionship, to have love. I laughed…
truthfully I don’t know if I want to risk that… ever… I will die hunting evil… do I want a husband
to bury me? Do I want to love someone
just to bury him? I never thought of it,
I always thought I would go to war, come home marry the kid down the block have
a few babies and die… but then the demon destroyed that… destroyed my
life. It killed my soul; it killed me
but left my body here to rot… Of course I told Mary I would think about it…
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