"I've done things," Charlie said, looking up into his eyes full of disappointment. "Things that I am not proud of. But everything I've done, I've done to survive...And I did. I survived."
"And are you happy?" Daryl asked, using all his power to stop...
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The funeral was like any other funeral. Maybe more emotional because a whole actual family was crying after the man, not just random people he met a month ago. Those people were crying, but wasn't it better for him like this? Every day was getting harder and harder, and there was no improvement on the way. There was no hope. So was it really a reason to cry that she was gone? At the same time, the funeral felt funny and pointless. Building the grave with rocks, praying like in old times, believing that God is still listening.
"It's good they are here," Charlie said. Charlie and Glenn worked together to erect the tent on Hershel's farm. They hammered stakes into the ground, pulled the tent fabric taut, and secured the poles. Despite a few fumbles and laughs, they managed to set it up just in time before the sun set, proud of their accomplishment amidst the rustic surroundings of the farm. They were putting up tents and making a camp as Hershel let them stay but not in the house. It was between the trees, all together, just like before in the quarry.
"Yeah," he said. "And Daryl's here."
Charlie furrowed her eyebrows and looked at him, not really knowing what he was talking about."Well, everyone's here."
"Yes, but you are happy that he's here." he looked at her. "You've been talking in your sleep...When you are asleep."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Glenn shrugged. "I think you know."
"Glenn..."
"I've noticed you tossing and turning at night. You haven't been sleeping well...or at all."
"Just some nightmares, nothing to worry about," she shrugged.
"And we won't be talking about what happened at CDC?"
"And what happened at CDC?"
"Look, Charls, I get it. We've all been through a lot," he said. "We're a team. I'm here...for you."
"Thank you, Glenn," Charlie said, moved by his support, but then she saw a person approaching them. "But now...you better be just here."
"What?"
But she didn't get to explain.
"I hear you're fast on your feet and know how to get in and out," said Maggie, looking into Glenn's eyes. "Got a pharmacy run. You in?"
"Uh..."
"Miss, what's the water situation here?" Dale asked.
"Got five wells on our land. House draws directly from number one. Number two well is right over there. We use it for the cattle but it's just as pure. Take what you need. There's a cart and containers in the generator shed behind the house. she informed while Charlie was exchanging stares. Then Maggie turned to the Asian boy. "I'll go saddle your horse then."
