His Daddys Hat.

Canadian.

Recap

"You ready?" Carl asks with a sweet smile appearing.

"Yup." I respond

"Who's hat are you wearing?" I ask while climbing into the back of the green car.

"Oh this deputy's hat? It's my Daddy's." Carl responds while climbing in next to me.

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"Your father was a deputy?" I ask

"Yup, taught me how to shoot. If u need some lessons I can show you?" Carl offers

"Sure thing and in return I can show you how to make a bow and quiver, then how to shoot one."

"Haha, sounds like we have our selves a deal."

"Yes we do."

Not long after Carl and I finish up their conversation Michonne Pipes in and starts up the conversation.

"I thought you were 13 why are you wearing a letterman jacket?" Asks Michonne.

"Ohh, this old thing? It was my older brother's he gave it to me before I came to the states." I reply.

"Wait? Your not American?" Asks Carl.

"Umm, no I'm canadian." I say sounding overly obvious.

"Why we're you in the USA?" Michonne asks curiously.

"I was an excange student living with a couple in Atlanta." I calmly reply.

"You survived Atlanta?!" Carl screams.

"Calm your self Carl, me and my excange family left to go visit their eldest son who was in Savannah attending college. When we heard of people getting a strange disease we started to head back to Atlanta not wanting to go to far from home, the thing is we didn't get back to Atlanta." I explain.

"What happened after that?" Carl asks.

"We tried to head back into Atlanta to our home but the National Guard was trying to control the out brake going on inside." I say as calmly as I can.

"What happened to your exchange family?" Michonne asks.

"They...they died awhile back..." I stutter.

"Ohh..." Michonne whispers.

"Have you been looking for other groups for awhile?" Carl asks exitedly.

"Yeah kinda....I have had a couple bad experiances with other survivors." I respond.

"We have too." Carl says while hugging me.

"Whats the hug for Carl?" I ask a little stunned.

"We're here...and my dad doesn't like bringing new people into the group..." Carl whispers in my ear

"Ohh.....fun..." I whisper back.