Kiley shrugged as she took a drag from her cigarette. “I say venison because that’s something they’d make us hunt. They gave us seeds to grow things. Fish we had to catch. So if you want beef, you can probably expect a cow to show up in the yard some morning. The chickens we got already dead and all that because Jack used the fish rewards and he was super specific about it. I think we’re supposed to be roughing it here and that probably includes having to eventually find and kill our own food. Which sucks,” she added, “but would that surprise either of you?”
She wasn’t trying to be a downer or anything. Just realistic. It seemed smart to look at this place from every horrible angle and then be pleasantly surprised if those angles turned out to be only moderately terrible.