Chapter 47 - Confession

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The following day after breakfast, fourteen of us went to the river. From the signs on the street we found out it was called Roanoke River. Mika, Judith, my mother, Maggie, Joshua and Sasha had stayed behind while the rest of us just couldn't say no.

The river was only two blocks away and after checking there were no walkers nearby or even in the water, some of us just relaxed for a bit. I took off my shoes and socks and let myself just enjoy the feeling of the water.

Glenn, Rosita, Daryl and Heather went a little bit further to try to fish. Carl wanted to learn, so Rick let him go under Daryl's watch. Tara, Eugene, Gabriel and Noah were filling bottles with water and thanks to Rosita we had learnt how to clean the water before boiling it. The water here was very clear and it seemed safe but we didn't want to take any chances.

The rest of us were just around the river, keeping watch, in case walkers or even humans came. I was right next to Rick the whole time. He seemed worn out and sad.

"We're almost there," I reminded him with a smile.

And we really were. Based on Eugene's calculations we could reach Virginia between forty and sixty minutes, depending what path we take and how fast we go. Richmond, however, was further and it should take us no more than two additional hours. But if we ran out of gas or if the streets were blocked then that would make us lose some time.

"Yes but what are we going to do afterwards? We can't really fool ourselves and think that neighbourhood is still there," Rick told me.

"Why are you making us all go if you believe we won't find anything? I asked him.

"Well, Beth wanted this and she's gone. She promised him and now I feel like it's our job to keep that promise," Rick told me and I just looked away. "And we have no place now. If this community is still there maybe we could stay, or be safer there. I don't know. I just feel like it's something we must do. You don't want to go?"

"Not really," I admitted. "I miss Georgia."

"Maybe we need a change, Cici."

"Maybe."

After a while, Rick decided he didn't want to waste more time. So, three of the six of us that were just keeping guard should check the houses nearby for supplies. Daryl had caught one fish, so Rick wanted to stay longer and get more. It was healthy, fresh and better than eating chips or expired food.

Rick, Michonne and I left to search for things. Being the three of us together felt like before we all got reunited. It was just us plus Carl.

In the first house, Rick searched the first floor, I went upstairs and Michonne went to the basement. This house had three rooms and a study. In the first room I only found a toy for Judith, the kid there was around three so the clothes were too big for Judith but I got a blanket for her. The next room, which belonged to a young boy, was a waste of time.

I walked to the master bedroom and took my time there. I knew he didn't need it but I got a blue shirt for Daryl, the father seemed to be Daryl's size. There were no women's clothes there but I grabbed a red cap from the father. Sometimes the sun was too bad.

In his nightstand I found some medicine which I took and put inside a plastic bag and under the bed I found a flashlight. There was nothing in the study. I went down and while Rick was checking the back garden, I looked inside the cars in the garage. And I couldn't believe my luck, in the glove compartment I found a gun and hidden in the trunk I found ammunition.

Rick didn't do that bad either, he found an axe in the shed and some cans of food. Michonne found three big fishing knives and fishing hooks. Rick then got even more gas from the two cars in the garage.

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