[Shaun smiles a little, sad and kind of distant. The smile that belongs more on a much older person's face. The same one that a lot of kids their age, ones who were old enough to remember what it was like before people started turning into walkers, had.]

Where I lived, it snowed all the time. We usually had at least one snow a year that was like... a foot or more. One time, there was so much snow that it came up over my head.

[He pauses, and hugs his knees a little.]

...That kind of snow would suck, here. 'Specially because we'd have to help shovel it.