Chapter 9

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We all had to load up into the truck. We had to go back out to town.
Me and Rick went together and michone and Carl went because they still need to finish clearing things up.

I still don't really understand how this whole sick person walker thing works all I know is you get but and your dead. That's it. But anyways the big question is how it really works. Like how the disease spread. What and if there is a cure and ever will be.

"What should we name the baby?" Rick asked me. "Any suggestions?" He adds. "Um...  Not that I know of." I answer. "Julia I'm thinking" yeah maybe I respond. "Or Lori in memory of her." He tells me. "All good thinking." I say to him.  It is a silent ride for about an hour distance. He finally puts some music on.

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Carl and michone:
Carl's POV:

"Hey. I'm sorry about the whole little sister surprise I pulled back there."
"Yeah so am I." I add
"So any baby name requests? I mean you are the big brother you should get to choose." She tells me
"With all you have been thru... You deserve it." "Maybe jazmin." I tell her. "Okay. I'll take it into consideration." She adds.

Emmas POV:

We pull up to an old market place.
As I get out of the car I tell Rick "Judith" and walk out of the car. He calls me. "Emma wait." As he hands me my first hand gun. "Thanks I say" as I walk into the place desperate for food of any kind.

Carl's POV:

Michone pulls up to the old market place where we met up with dad and Emma.  As I put my hat on and walk out of the car. I stop and turn around. "Baby Judith" I say. I walk into the market place behind Emma and dad. Michone follows us after.

Ricks POV:

I follow behind the kids. Michone catches up with me "hey, any name suggestions?" I ask her. "You?" She asks.  As we walk into the front doors of the market place to see the kids killing the only 5 or so walkers we can see we both say as if it's a jinx...  "Judith." And we smile at each other, hold hands, walk into the building, let go, and help the kids fight of the walkers.  I look to her. Look to the ground, smile and continue.

 

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