Guilt is a Waking Dream

by lucidscreamer

Lori's husband comes back from the dead. She's not sure how to feel about that... Drabble.

Guilt is a Waking Dream (Prompt #035 Hug, 100 Women Challenge; Lori Grimes)

At first, there's only disbelief. Like a phantom from her recurring dreams, Lori's dead husband lurches toward her, mouth agape... Filthy, streaked with gore (not gray-skinned, cold), he embraces Carl, mouth pressing a kiss (not biting) to the boy's temple, desperate arms reaching (not clawing) to pull her close.

The air is suddenly thick as syrup, heavy in her chest. She doesn't know what to feel. Fear, confusion... Joy? An odd sort of grief, stabbing like a knife in her heart...

Clinging to Rick, she's can't find the words to welcome him. She can only think, What have I done?