“Yeah, they go quick. You know, you and Carl might wanna go through these woods here and see if you can’t find any good berry bushes. We could plant them in here and then the kids could pick ‘em in the summer.” She smiled at him, remembering her and Beth picking raspberries when they were small.
Everything seemed so normal. If someone had told Rick when the apocalypse started they’d be berry picking in the near future, he wouldn’t have believed that person. This was where he wanted to be, this was where he could spend the rest of his life. “You wanna come with us?” He questioned, a small smile tugging at his lips.
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