George happily conversed with everyone as they sat around the best meal they could muster up.  Though the subject of Roger came up and it seemed people were upset when he wasn't there.  George frowned some, then looked around at everyone before his gaze returned to Harold.  "After gathering and chopping wood all day, Roger said he wasn't feeling well. I made him stay home and rest."  George shrugged slightly, "I'm sure a good night's rest and he will be fine in the morning."<br/><br/>George had intended to not make the illness sound serious, more that Roger was just exhausted. George smiled and decided to change the subject. "What are our plans for the spring?  Someone needs to make a run and we have already cleared out all the stores nearby."	He ate as he waited for the answer.<br/><br/>Everyone had truly done the best they could with what they had.  It was a good meal and he was sorry Roger was missing it.  He didn't like the idea of Roger home alone sleeping, Even all the neighbors were here at the mess hall.  If something happened, it was a good distance away.  George had to remind himself that nothing was going to happen that they were safe within the makeshift walls they made and it was too cold for the dead to really travel well.