“Hey, Jesse?”

“Yeah Jake.”

“We’re ain’t going to make it, are we?”

A pause.

“Nope, probably not.”

A moment of silence.

“Jesse?”

Sigh. “Yeah Jake.”

“I found somethin’ on the ground. Do you think I can eat it?”

Sigh. “How should I know? Not like I can see it.”

“Well, it’s round and a little squishy. Feels like I could it eat.”

A pause. “How does telling me that help?”

“I’m gonna eat it. Hope it don’t kill me.”

“Not sure that matters now.”

A pause.

“Ah! Ug! That’s nasty! Maybe I shoulda left it alone.”

Sigh.

“Jesse? Jesse?”

Silence.