I do not own The Walking Dead characters, only my OC, and I also do not own 'The Beaches of Cheyenne' song, that belongs to the wonder Mr. Garth Brooks. Hope you all enjoy !
"They packed up all his buckles.
And shipped his saddle to his dad.
And by the way the house looked,
She must have took it bad.
The workers come on Monday,
To fix the door and patch the wall.
They say she just went crazy.
The night she got the call."
"He was a damn good rider." Rick said, gently lifting the champion's saddle into a box. He grabbed up the buckles, and tenderly laid them on top of the worn, leather saddle. He stared at the box, and sighed.
"Good man, too at that." Shane looked down shaking his head. "Had a temper of a bull, but he was a good one." He looked at Rick. Times like these, the two of them hated being the sheriffs. It was them, who had to break bad news to families. It was them who had to destroy lives.
"These are to be shipped to his dad." Rick said quietly, breaking the silence.
"Heard he took the news pretty hard." Shane murmured.
"What do you expect? Treating Daryl like trash all those years, being a drunk and beating him. I don't think he ever really got the chance to apologize for that." Rick said, slight anger in his voice.
"Well," Shane slapped Rick on the back, "maybe he will one day."
"Gotta go talk to Miss Mary." Rick said, walking out of the bedroom. There was a hole in the wall, and a telephone on the floor underneath it.
"She must've gone crazy." Shane said quietly, as they walked out of the front door, which was half off its hinges. Rick stopped at the door, and looked at it with sad eyes.
"Surprised that she did that." He nodded at the door. "She's little... She was little." Rick corrected his self.
"Adrenaline." Shane grunted, and the two men walked outside onto the porch. They walked over to the neighbor in silence, and knocked on the door. Within seconds, Ms. Mary came to the door, and opened it, giving a gentle smile.
"Hello Officer Grimes, Walsh. Come in." She opened the door.
"Oh, no ma'am, we won't take too much of your time, just wanted to get your story about Katie-Evelyn." Rick said politely.
"Dear, she went absolutely insane. I had my window cracked, and everything was silent, just a slight breeze. Then I heard the screaming. I heard Katie-Evelyn screaming, so I ran to my door. She was running from her porch screaming out his name. I saw her run into the water, then I called 911. Y'all came and there was no sight of her... That's pretty much it." Ms. Mary shook her head sadly. "She was such a good girl. And Daryl, he was precious. Always offering to cut my grass. What a shame."
"It really is. The workers are coming Monday. They gotta patch up the wall, and fix the door. I guess her family will decide what to do with the house." Shane shook his head.
"Such a shame." Ms. Mary repeated, and nodded a goodbye to the two officers as they walked off of her porch.
"Good day, Miss Mary." Rick called, and she smiled sweetly, before shutting her door.