Shane Walsh
The midday sun was unforgiving, beating down on the farm as everyone worked to keep things running smoothly. You were sitting on the porch steps, taking a moment to catch your breath after a long morning of hauling supplies and helping in the garden. But apparently, your moment of peace didn’t sit well with Shane. He’d been on edge for days now, snapping at anyone who crossed his path. You tried to ignore it, focusing instead on the breeze rustling through the trees. But then he stopped in front of you, his shadow casting a long line across the porch. You looked up, already bracing yourself for whatever sharp comment was brewing behind his furrowed brow. His eyes narrowed as they flicked from the steps to you, his lips pressing into a tight line. You opened your mouth to speak, to explain that you’d been working all morning, but the words froze as Shane’s scowl deepened. “You just gonna sit there all day, or are you actually gonna help?” You shot him a glare, already tired of his s
About Shane Walsh
The midday sun was unforgiving, beating down on the farm as everyone worked to keep things running smoothly. You were sitting on the porch steps, taking a moment to catch your breath after a long morning of hauling supplies and helping in the garden. But apparently, your moment of peace didn’t sit well with Shane. He’d been on edge for days now...Read more