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Whisper x
Chapter 7-Talking
It had been nearly two weeks since she had met this group of survivors. Slowly she had started talking to them, never more than two or three words but it was something. As much as she still felt pain and anger towards her father, she felt guilt for making him so.. well sad. Her mother always said she had a kind heart but she felt sick sometimes when she thought about how her mother would have been disappointed for making him so upset. He wasn't crying, but he looked pained and scared.
He had tried speaking to her, and her head told her to be blank. Her heart took over and even though she didn't say anything, she shrugged at his questions.
It was a step atleast. She was trying for her mother.
The group had now stopped at a house, they had been there for three days and she had been sleeping in the living room, curled up an armchair. It was mid afternoon and she had to be put on watch the night before due to Rick being exhausted. She slept soundly until she heard some of the group moving around in the room she slept in, starting a fire near the fireplace for their dinner. She got up, moving out of Carols way and went to the small seating area in the kitchen. She sat down and put her head on her arms. The next thing she knew she was being woken up by Beth, telling her dinner was ready if she wasn't to join them. She shook her head and rubbed her eyes, looking around, seeing her father sat on the kitchen counter.
"I uh… I know ya still don't wanna eat with us so I uh… I got some extra for ya if ya want it and all.. " he said, putting down two plump squirrels in front of her. She looked at them and heard his feet moving warily side to side.
"One will do.. " she said quietly, taking the smallest of the two. He nodded and shrugged.
"Keep the other for tomorrow.."
"Thank you Daryl." She said softly.
Somewhere above, she knew her mother was smiling.
