Pumpkin Pickin' [for Bryan]

 
Seeing Sawyer waddle excitedly towards the biggest and closest pumpkin in sight, David could almost fool himself into thinking everything is normal. He folds his arms and watchess his son's antics, a ghost of a smile settling on his lips. One of those hasn't been caught on his face for a while now, not since the announcement of the Purge. He's unshaven, something he's become accustomed too since giving up work, but the darkening circles beneath his eyes are a recent addition. He's anxious. All the time. His sole responsibility nowadays is the safety and happiness of his children and he can't bear to think of any situation where those could be compromis--

Pushing the thoughts from his mind, he follows Sawyer, crouching down next to him and giving the pumpkin a pat.

"You want this one?"

At Sawyer's insistence, he laughs quietly. "But it's only the first one you've seen."

Too late. Sawyer's already hugging it.