After the three of them ate the soup and sandwiches that I made for them, I got them some of my father's old clothes, and for Glenn my eldest brother's clothes and I washed their clothes for them. I could tell Jacob was getting annoyed by the whole situation, but I knew he was trying to keep a good face on for my sake. It was getting late that night as I stood against the window of the study room, seeing the rain owing down harder than ever and the thunder rolling through what seemed like all of Georgia. I heard Jacob striking up conversation with Daryl and Rick about past Walkers he killed, and how the both of us got out of New York in one piece. That made me happy that he was getting to know the two of them.
Zelda was gnawing on one of the bones I got her from the back room of the house. Hearing her gnaw the bone made me looking down at her and smirk. I was glad to have one other member of the family with me throughout this whole ordeal. Hearing the sound of the rain outside of the house made me close my eyes once again thinking back to when I was young, very young.
"You hear that sweetie?" My mother asked me as she held me on her hip and pointing out the window. I was maybe 8 years old and seeing the light rain outside the house on a Sunday afternoon. My hair was very long and semi wavy, tickling my face as I saw my nothing pointing to the rain.
"It sounds pretty." I remember saying to her aloud, and seeing her smile at me. Her smile made me think of all of the innocence in the world, everything good and nothing of pure evil.
"It's my favorite noise in the whole world. That, and when you giggle." she said to me, tickling my sides and making me giggle aloud in the study.
I heard the floor squeak behind me and I looked, getting out of my memory lane episode and seeing Glenn at the foot of the entry to the study. He looked like he was caught with his hand in the cookie jar. I was quiet for a moment or two before I saw him trying to defend himself.
"I'm sorry, I didn't think you would be in here." He said to me in almost a stammer, having me stand up completely and see Zelda turn her head to look at Glenn as well.
"It's fine, really." I replied back to him in a light tone, seeing him get quiet for a moment or two before looking at the books on the wall near the entry way.
"I was just looking at your books, you have a lot of them." He said in a matter-of-fact tone of voice. I smiled widely at his remark, seeing how he was trying to have a conversation with me yet he sounded like he was in Jr. high and trying to flirt with a girl.
"That I do. Sad to say I'm not a big reader. I'm more of a biker than reader. My mother was the reader." I explained to him, seeing him nod his head as I walked over to where he was. He was looking over at the spines of the books as I looked for one particular book. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him follow me with his eyes as I took out a book from the shelf.
"This one was her favorite." I explained to him, seeing him look at the cover of the book next to me.
"Great Gatsby." He said aloud next to me and a small smile on his face, "To be honest, I never really liked this book in school."
"Eh, you and me both. But my mother loved it." I replied to him in a smirk as I placed the book back on the shelf. There was silence between us once more and I shoved my hands in my pockets, seeing Glenn walking into the room some more and look around at the things in the study room.
"So, you know a whole lot about Fort Benning, where things are in there I mean?" Glenn asked me aloud, making me shrug from my spot.
"I haven't been to the place since I was around 15 with my mom, though I the doubt has changed since then layout wise." I replied to him, seeing him nod his head. He probably wanted information about the place that could help them.
"How long have you guys been together?" I asked him, seeing him look away from me and to the three of the guys talking in the living room.
"For awhile now actually. I met up with Rick in Atlanta and Daryl came after." Glenn explained to me as I walked over to the window again and leaning against it, still looking over at him and seeing him shove his own hands in his pockets.
"And you've guys stayed together this whole time?" I asked him aloud, seeing him nod his head with a small smile on his face.
"Mostly yeah. We lost some people along the way, and we almost get the whole group a few times. But mostly we stayed together and we are trying to stay alive in this whole mess." Glenn replied to me. I nodded my head to this. He then pointed out of the room to the direction of the three other guys.
"Has it always been you two, together?" he asked me aloud, making me thinking about what it meant by that.
"Yeah, just the two of us." I replied back to him, seeing him get more interested in the conversation.
"So are you guys…." He trailed off, trying to find the words to say. I then realized what he was trying to say, and I gave a nervous laugh and shook my head.
"No, no no. No we're….not together. No." I replied to him aloud and seeing him give me a nervous laugh in return. I was embarrassed that he asked the, but then again I was glad he did since I never thought of the pair of us traveling together would bring raised eyebrows and confusing questions.
"I'm sorry for asking that, that's your business and it's private." He said aloud, stammering through his sentence and I could see he still bought Jacob and I were a item.
"Honestly, we're not together." I reassured him, seeing him look at me and seeing that I was telling the truth, "We've known each other for years and worked together. I see him more like my big brother than anything else."
"Oh." He replied aloud, making me laugh form my spot.
"Are you this skiddish around everyone new you met?" I asked him in a honest tone and seeing him look at me like a deer in the headlights.
"No, not really." He replied to me in a honest tone and scratched his black hair in his fingertips, "I'm not a great conversation person when it comes to talking to women." He said to me. I could see that when he would talk to me, since his face never did scream out danger at all.
"Who else is with you three?" I asked him in curiosity.
"Well, there's Rick's wife and son. Then T-Dog, Carol, and Thomas. Thomas just came into our group a couple of days ago." He explained to me, making me think of the new guy that they hated, or maybe was agitating to them.
"That's a pretty big group to roam around with. Jacob and I only see couple running around, 3 at the most." I said to him. But he looked so serious when he said the next thing to me.
"Rick wants us to stick together. I think it's better for since we can all bring something to the table." He explained to me, looking down at the floor from his spot, "Rick is the leader, obviously. And Daryl knows how to track, not to mention shoot…"
"What do you bring?" I asked him in curiosity. He looked at me from his spot, a bit surprised from the question I gave him. He made it sound like he didn't have anything to bring to the group, front he way he was standing to who he was explaining it. Even in his body language he was surprised and what I was asking him. He paused for a moment, then replying to me.
"I was a delivery boy before this whole thing happened, pizza delivery.." He said to me aloud, having me smile at his explanation, "I knew how to get in and out of a situation."
"Sounds like you're valuable." I replied to him, seeing him nod his head.
"At first I didn't think so, but I knew Rick and the others value me being with them." He said to me, making me think that he truly cared about this group that he was with, "I mean, I have one thing above the rest of them."
"And what would that be," I asked him aloud. He smirked from his spot, looking away from me and then answering my question.
"I'm fast." he replied to me and I smiled widely at him.
I knew this was the beginning of a beautiful relationship between us.
