A Fallout 4 Diary
02 – Let’s Go, Pal

October 24, 2287 – Today was one of those crisp Massachusetts fall days. The reason we moved here. Nora used to call them, “sweater days.” So clear you could see for miles. I didn’t sleep well. Guess I was anxious to get to Concord. My mind was swimming with thoughts of who or what I might find there. I got up just as the sun was rising, and Codsworth cooked me up some Cram and Insta-mash for breakfast before I headed out of Sanctuary Hills. Turns out he had been stockpiling food he scavenged after the bombs fell, just in case we came back. Score one for preservatives. 200 years. Who’d have thought. Codsworth and I said our goodbyes and I headed across the footbridge toward Concord.
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