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Scratches And Scars • D. Dixon

| BETTER ANGELS | Chapter 18

: Tension :

The truck was moving fast down the dirt road as it was slightly bumpy for the people in the back who were gripping the edges tightly

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The truck was moving fast down the dirt road as it was slightly bumpy for the people in the back who were gripping the edges tightly. The group had just started a form of a security check from the attack of a walker last night and a flashback drove through towards Dale's memorial. "Dale could- - could get under your skin. He sure got under mine, because he wasn't afraid to say exactly what he thought, how he felt. That kind of honesty is rare and brave." Rick stated as Natalie looked over the grave which should now be called a cemetery.

"Whenever I'd make a decision, I'd look at Dale. He'd be looking back at me with that look he had. We've all seen it one time or another. I couldn't always read him, but he could read us. He saw people for who they were. He knew things about us- - the truth, who we really are. In the end, he was talking about losing our humanity. He said this group was broken." Rick told them and Natalie sniffled as Carl hugged her tighter.

"The best way to honor him is to unbreak it. Set aside our differences and pull together, stop feeling sorry for ourselves and take control of our lives, our safety... our future. We're not broken. We're gonna prove him wrong." He said and Daryl wrapped an arm around the girl as a cool autumn breeze set in.

"From now on we're gonna do it his way. That is how we honor Dale." Rick finished and then back over towards the future, Daryl, T-Dog, Shane, and Andrea were fighting off the large group of walkers one by one.

Releasing their anger by kicking and grunting over the bodies as Shane smashed a shovel into the walkers head and brains exploded out.

Natalie looked over Daryl with a shining look in her eyes. "Tonight." She whispered to him and he nods his head while taking her close.

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"Gonna be right, fourteen people in one house." Rick said as Hershel looked over him.

"Don't worry about that. With the swamp hardening, the creek drying up..." Hershel started and Maggie began.

"With fifty head of cattle on the property, we might as well be ringing a damn dinner bell." Maggie told them.

"She's right. We should've moved you in a while ago." Hershel stated and Natalie felt Daryl walk up to her side.

"All right, lets move the vehicles near each of the doors facing out towards the road." Rick stated.

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