Lynn sneered. “You’re nuts! It’s the zombie apocalypse. There is no getting better.”
“Maybe you’re right. But the only way I can keep on going is to hope. I have to believe that safety and happiness and love are possibilities. I mean, otherwise, what is all this struggle for?”
Lynn contemplated this thought for a long while. Finally, she turned to Allan and said, “Maybe the Walking Dead isn’t the show for you.”
“Maybe you’re right.”