♠ —She’d spent much of her time during
that period alone. Like before, in fact,
sleeping in car trunks, once finding
herself on the move by whomever had
hot wired the vehicle, holding down the
trunk door in the hopes the driver
wouldn’t find her. Would just drive, and
then go, when the gas had sapped out.
——she’d been okay.
“…who—?”
——who didn’t make it?
♙ —Rick couldn’t begin to imagine what she had
been through during her journey to the Sanctuary.
It had been rough for Michonne, Carl and him, so
he could only imagine it had been rough for her
too. Those words burnt him, knowing that people
didn’t make it out alive. The only people he knew
that hadn’t made it were Hershel and his baby
girl - Judith.
He lowered his head and sighed,
trying his hardest to not tear up
again. ❝ Hershel, ❞ there was a
long pause. ❝ J-Judith. ❞
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