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EIGHT. SILENCE THE VOICES
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Mia saw her dead siblings in Beth and Maggie Greene. Beth was kind hearted, gentle — much like Paris was. When she smiled, Mia saw her baby sister running around the house with dolls in her hands. She was a happy child. Eyes full of stars. She didn't belong in a world so ugly. Perhaps she should be thankful she didn't have to.
Maggie Rhee was all Lucas. Her intelligence, the way she carried herself, it was easy to admire her the way Mia admired her twin brother. And yet that admiration was uncontrollably masked with envy. Jealousy as she watched the sisters together. Laughing. Smiling. Hugging. It was the kind of pain only somebody who lost a sibling could understand.
Maybe they were sent to her to replace her siblings. Maybe Paris and Lucas were in Beth and Maggie's bodies. Maybe Amelia was just losing her mind.
A pile of clothes were in the middle of Beth's bed. Mia sat with her on either side, helping her fold them. Her hands were calloused. The fabrics were soft. They smelled clean. Beth put a neatly folded pair of jeans to the side. "So, have you met any of the younger kids yet?" Asked Beth first.
"I met Lizzie and Mika. And Patrick and uh. . ." She stated with a pause. "Carl."
She smiled at the name. "Carl? Was he nice?"
No. "He didn't really say much." She answered. She folded and refolded a blue T shirt.
"He's been through a lot. We all have. You included. Just give him some time, yeah?" Beth said with sympathy. She'd known Carl Grimes much longer than her. She knew his life.
Mia nodded without a word. She finally put aside the folded shirt.
Rick's heavy footsteps could be heard down the hallway. He popped his head into the cell. "Hey Beth, can you watch Judith for just a minute? I have to take care of something with the animals."
That's when Mia saw the baby attached to his hip. She looked no older than a year old. Bright blue eyes. Without those eyes, it was obvious that she was Rick's daughter.
