Maggie’s soft smile grew into a wide grin. “Yeah, actually. That sounds real nice.” She paused a moment, as if she was going to say something then changed her mind. “We should get some bags first, somethin’ to carry them in. You got a spot in mind where you want to plant them?”
Berry picking was something he’d never really done with Carl. He would have liked to have done it with Judith, if they hadn’t been in this world, if she had been born before the apocalypse had started. “Next to the vegetables maybe?” He looked around the cell block before realising he would find bags in the main room. “Should probably bring Daryl, he’ll know which berries are poisonous.”
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