Signs of the Infected

You quickly decide to write a letter to your family telling them that you went on a supply run so they wouldn't worry too much. No one wakes up. You write:

Dear Mom, Dad, and Sissy,
I couldn't just stand by and watch our food disappear. We need more supplies, so I left this morning to go and find them. Dad, I'm sorry I hit you on the head, but you wouldn't have let me leave otherwise. I did this to help us. I will be back in a few hours.

I love you,
your daughter