Shane was getting tired of all that 'Daryl's daughter shit'. They had been on that stupid useless town for a week, looking for some girl who was probably dead. He wanted to leave in that moment, neither sooner nor later. He took that ugly stupid book everyone was so excited about.

There were no clues of their location, they had just disappeared. He entered the drugstore, hoping to find someone there. Touching and wondering what a jar of medication was for, he found a sheet of paper, hiding under a package of bandages. Really nervous, he read it and crumpled it fast. He didn't want anyone to find out about that.

He didn't need two more mouths to feed. Maybe Susan was better on her own.

Day 7:

Dear you:

We saw them for the first time yesterday. Two girls, a blonde and her sister who appeared to be older. Noah was sitting on the balcony, monitoring the area. Myself, I was on the grocery store, looking for something else to eat but squirrel.

'Susan! Susan!' Noah screamed 'We have something here!'

Slowly, I went outside, ready to shoot, when I found two horses at the distance.

'Get inside the drugstore, Noah. Now '

The sound of his crawling and the horses' gallop made me nervous. After a while, I spotted two persons riding them, two women. They reached me. They didn't seem to be dangerous but I didn't stop pointing at them.

'What do you want?' I said.

'Maggie!' the younger one was scared and took the other one's hand.

None of them was carrying weapons, so I put my bow down.

'What do you want?!' I repeated.

The one with the brown hair dismounted, trying not to scare me nor the horse.

'Hi, my name is Maggie.' she said 'and this is Beth…' she pointed the blonde 'We live in a farm near here, we just need some medicine and bandages'

'Do you have someone bitten or hurt in your home?'

'Bitten? Of course not… '

'Then why do you need this stuff?'

'Dad is a kind of doctor… and he needs it'

An idea came to my mind.

'Okay, we'll make a deal.'

She nodded.

'My friend, he has a broken leg or something. You'll help him and go with everything you need'

'Deal'

She helped the little one to get off the horse and joined me inside the drugstore. Noah looked at the girls with fear and curiosity.

'Noah, they are Maggie and Beth, they will help you with your leg…'

After several minutes of words I didn't understand and leg petting, Maggie started to speak:

'It's a sprain. It will hurt for a couple of weeks and I don't recommend much movement, maybe we can find a wheelchair or something around here, that way he'll be okay much faster'

'Wheelchair boy sounds great' I said.

They took what they needed and found a wheelchair in the drugstore's deposit, told me where they lived if we needed any help, got back in the horses and left the town quickly.

'Great girls, huh?' he smiled.

'Yeah, you couldn't stop staring and the blonde… you tiger' I whispered.

We laughed for a few minutes then I took him in my arms and put him in the chair.

'How do I look?' he asked, while pulling the wheels, trying to advance.

'Like a transformer…' I took my shoulder-bag and my bow 'I'm going to the library, want something to read?'

He denied, too busy with his new toy.

Actually, Noah is a great guy. In this short period of time, I've realized he is a good person. We've got a lot of things in common, but if a great group of brainless appears, it'll be hard to escape with the wheelchair boy. He doesn't know how to handle any weapons, and I don't have anything but my bow and my quiver. It's not like I don't have any hopes for him. He's fine, but he's useless, the only thing he can do for me is entertain me. Unless his leg gets better as Maggie said, I will have to leave him if there is a dangerous situation.

He told me his story:

When it all started, his dad was one of the first to be bitten; he was a cop trying to control what it seemed like a 'triple homicide'. His mom didn't know much about what was going on, so she tried to help her husband, with bad results, if you know what I mean. He was on his own with his older sister, they escaped to the wood as soon as possible, feeling everything was going to be easy and cool, like in Rambo or The Hunger Games. After a few weeks, they were starving and getting thinner and thinner. His sister ate some poisoned fruit and died a couple of days before I ran into him. He felt weak and alone, lost, he started to walk without a direction, hurting himself with the branches on the way. Then the brainless girl attacked him.

It's a lovely story, isn't it?

The thing is he wants to know my story too. But I refuse to talk about my mom. I mean, what he would think about me when he knew what I did to her. He would be scared of me and I don't want to ruin our 'friendship'.

Enough gossip for today, you.

Love.

Sue.

They all came back to the road by feet. Their cars were there, stuck between a hundred of other trucks.

Carol saw Daryl's pale face. He might not cry, but his expression said everything he was feeling. Carl and Sophia were holding hands, but Carl was depressed too. He felt like he had lost one of his closer friends.

'At least we could have stayed one more day…'

'Sorry Carl?' Lori palmed his back.

'We could have stayed here the same time she did…' his mom was confused '…The last time Susan wrote on her diary was day 8… and we only stayed a week'

Lori thought that was so adorable. Shane petted his head.

'I'm sure she's okay, buddy' Shane said.

And they went back to the road, stepping on the mud and old leaves making a sound almost as strong as the one of the broken paper on Shane's pocket. Of course, Shane didn't know he'll pay for the things he had done.

The entire group was going to pay for it.