The night was spent sleepless. Even though she barely knew the man, it just didn't seem right sleeping in the tent without him. She just remained lying there staring out the top of the tent at the stars. She eventually got up and laid of the ground on the very top of the hill.

"Can't sleep?"

"Carl? Shouldn't you be sleeping?"

"I can sleep when I'm dead."

She laughed. "That's true. Join me." Carl fell to his back and touched his head to hers.

"Are you ok?"

"No, not right now, but I will be. It's weird Daryl not being here."

"You like him don't you?"

That was fast. "Well, he's all I really know so his presence makes me feel safe. Does that make sense?"

"Yeah, it does." There was hardly a pause before he asked his next question. "What happened to you? Why do you feel so comfortable around him?"

She sighed. "You're mom won't be happy about you askin', but I will tell you as best as I can." There was another sigh before continuing. "I ended up alone. My sister had been killed and I started out on my own. One day there was this man out gathering food and he found me and took me under his wing. His name was George, like the twin from Harry Potter. He'd just lost his daughter Ariel, and I looked like what he imagined his daughter to look like when she'd grown up. We lived together peacefully for a few weeks and had developed quite a team when we'd crossed the path of another man out scavenging for food. We offered him a place to stay but he declined. A few days later he showed up and killed George." She paused. "He then took me to a cabin in the woods. There he...abused me. Over and over. I don't know how long I'd been there when Daryl found me, but the second he did, it was all I could do not to cry with joy. There was someone here who was going to help me and he did. He did. He got me out of there and now I'm here with you fine people. That's why I feel safe with Daryl around."

"That's a good reason," Carl said flatly, so flatly it made Lily chuckle. "How did you cope with him hurting you?"

"The key is keeping yourself busy. That's how you can keep your mind off what's eating at you."

"What are you going to do to keep yourself busy?"

"Don't know. Everyone is going to think that I don't want to work and they're going to tell me to go rest so I will need your help to stay busy. Can you help me with that?"

"Yeah, this could be fun."

They talked until morning when the elderly man took watch on top of the RV.