<span style="color: purple">"Nobody is giving me a hard time about it, the good stuff is just usually sold out by time I can get down to the market and I can't leave any earlier since Syrenka gets fussy if she wakes up without me. Our son will make it even tougher to get out of the house to get to the market, but I'm sure we'll manage." </span>She shook her head and let out a soft sigh.<span style="color: purple">"I've tried, several times. Maybe I'm just doing it wrong? I'm not worried about money, my love, but I can only walk so fast and we don't exactly live close to the town. Going straight to a farmer, or a couple of them, might help get food to our house faster. It does need it, the town is a disaster. Visitors show up from all over the world because they hear about all of the sex and partying that goes on, but the locals here are just simple farm folk who don't have anything to do with it. We may have to, I worry about Karren but we can't rely on her completely."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>