Addessa Walsh- daughter of a man no one forgets, and a girl trying to be anything but a ghost of him. I didn't ask to be Shane Walsh's daughter. I didn't ask to grow up in a world where walkers outnumber people, where trust gets you killed, and love is just another weakness waiting to be used against you. Carl Grimes is everything I hate-reckless, arrogant, always trying to be the hero. And worse? He sees right through me. Past the walls. Past the anger. Into the fear I don't even admit to myself. I hate him for that. I hate that I might not really hate him at all. My sister Morgan says we're survivors. That we have to fight to feel something again. Maybe she's right. Or maybe we're just two broken girls carrying our father's shadow and trying not to get buried by it. One thing's for sure: The dead aren't the ones I'm running from. It's the living I don't trust-and the boy I can't stay away from.
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