"When my eyes meet his gaze as we're sitting here staring at each other, time stops. Those eyes are piercing mine, and I can swear at this moment he senses the real me. The one without the attitude, without the facade[...]"
― Simone Elkeles, Perfect Chemistry
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"You looking better, Michonne."
"First time you said my name, Sasha."
"First time you haven't referred to me as a crack head. Only fair."
"I feel better, Sasha. I feel much better. Just taking it one day at a time. I guess you know what that is like."
"I do. I think everyone staying here is doing just that. One day at a time. Does Bigmama know you out here and not folding laundry?
"Shhh, Sasha! I just wanted to take a two minute break is all. Please don't get Big Mama's ear itching."
"Well, I finished my chore of cleaning out the upstairs bedroom and making it presentable so I thought I come and sit on the back porch step and watch Daryl and Rick. Bigmama tasked me with putting a fresh coat of paint on the walls. I think we may be getting someone new here. I heard Bigmama fussing at someone on the front porch. Told the woman she better make sure the husband ain't trailing her to Big mama's front porch step because she will blow the mother fucker away."
"Bigmama don't have a gun."
"You believe that?"
"That's what she told me."
"I will leave that right there about your Bigmama. Anyway, the person at the door was Carol I believe. Her husband been beating her ass for sometime and Bigmama is under the belief that Carol is use to an ass whooping. Big Mama doesn't know how she feel inviting crazy that produces, chaos, commotion and confusion. Crazy can only produce three Cs according to Bigmama. She thinks Carol is crazy."
"Bigmama is real selective in her own way."
"I say she is."
"What's Rick and Daryl doing out here in the back behind that Shed?"
"Probably taking a piss break."
"Bigmama will have a fit if she knew grown ass men were pissing outside."
"They don't want to have to come inside to take their shoes off and on just to go take a piss."
"Grimes need to make sure he washes his hands."
"Why you care, Michonne?"
"Hands have to be clean."
"Daryl probably doing the same thing but you only worried about Rick's hands?"
"I am not talking to you any more. I will say this, If you let Daryl touch you and he hasn't washed his damn hands, Sasha, you just as nasty."
"So, you and Grimes been touching?"
"No. I am not meaning it like that. He touches knobs..."
"like the imprint we can see in his jeans from here?"
"Sasha, you are terrible. I am talking about door knobs..."
"You like Grimes?
"Just his kids."
"Do you like what you see at least? He's staring at you with his shirt off. Why do you two do that? Stare at each other?"
"I have no earthly idea why he keeps doing it."
"But you do it back, Michonne."
"He needs to look away first."
"But most time he doesn't until you-"
"Stop looking at me Grimes!"
"Your looking at me Michonne. Look somewhere else. Don't look over here. You look at me I will look at you."
"I am wondering why Daryl's inside working on the floors but you are just standing there. That's why I am looking at you, Rick."
"I've been working in a hot box trying to lay tile down while you play hooky from laundry. You supposed to be doing laundry right, but you out here on the back porch?"
"Tile is not laying itself and you and Daryl need to wash your hands."
"Come off the back porch Michonne so I can touch you with my unwashed hands."
"Oh my God you two are hilarious! You got her to go right back in the house, Rick. She's good and mad at you. I am going inside to help her with the laundry. Ha. Ha."
"Bye Sasha."
"She probably running to tell Bigmama on you, Grimes. You like talking about her to me and pestering her, soon you will tell me the truth about why you two act like you are 12yrs old."
"There is nothing to tell, Daryl. Nothing at all. I don't think she will say anything to Bigmama because then she has to explain why she was out here and not folding laundry."
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