"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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From the early morning- as they both couldn't sleep- Charlie and Glenn were watching the barn, passing the binoculars to each other. Looking at the condition of the place, Charlie wasn't sure if the construction would hold the Walkers inside. They were here all the time, but just now that she knew about them, she lost the feeling of safety.
Goodbye to the three hours of sleep she was getting every night.
"Could you be more obvious?" they heard a voice. "You tell her everything?" Maggie asked, gesturing towards Charlie with furrowed eyebrows.
"Only about his sex life and walkers living in that barn," Charlie answered a little annoyed by the snappish tone of the girl's voice.
Greene rolled her eyes and dropped a basket full of peaches. "Here, enjoy."
"Are you trying to buy my silence with fruit?" Glenn asked immediately.
"Of course not," Maggie answered. "There's also jerky."
Charlie couldn't bear the tension, so she reached for the fruit and leaned on the tree. "Will you please tell us why your dad has a secret barn full of walkers?
"Yeah. It's creepy." Glenn nodded.
Maggie shushed them.
"You know that right?" the Asian boy asked again.
She shushed them again, but this time she stepped closer to Glenn. "Just trust me on this, okay?"
Then she looked at Charlie, so she waved the hand that was holding the fruit. "My lips are sealed. But he sucks at lying."
"I can't even play poker." Glenn sighed. "We tried. It's too much like lying."
"You have to keep it to yourself." Maggie leaned more and said with a worried expression. "Both of you. You have to. Please."
With that, she just turned away and left them. Charlie didn't understand what was so important. Those creatures could kill them, eat them like a snack, and they were just keeping them like pets? Were they too afraid to kill them?
"We're screwed, Charlie." he sighed, looking at the barn.
"Yeah." she nodded. "Come on, peaches boy."
But Charlie decided to leave Glenn with his serious task alone, and trusting that he would keep his mouth shut, she walked to a tent that was far away from their camp. He was lying on his sleeping bag, leafing through some book, not even reading the pages. As soon as he felt her presence, their eyes met and he placed the book flat on his chest.
"You can read?" Charlie fake gasped and earned a roll of his eyes.
"You are so funny," he said sarcastically. "Andrea gave me this as an apology gift."
"She should let you shoot her in apology," she muttered.
"You are more angry with her than me. It was an accident." Daryl shrugged.
