Carol leaves a note on the counter of Daryl's shop. "I'm sorry, I can't pay you right now. But I need the car. As soon, as I got a job, I'll pay my debts. Please believe me, I'm so sorry for everything. Carol", it simply says.

She gets in the car and drives back to Maggies place. To the place, her daughter is waiting.

Tears are prickling in her eyes, she has to squeeze them shut. What a mess. What a fuckin' mess. She pulls to the side and stops the car. Her hands are shaking and she wants to scream out in frustation. She must put her emotions under control before she faces her daughter again. Last night has been disturbing for the little girl. Sophia spent the night clutched at Carol's side, covering her ears with her hands. They hadn't slept that much.

It was hard, to leave her daughter with Maggie, but the kind woman doesn't mind to do some babysitting. The two of them had decided to bake some cookies before Carol made her way to Daryl. So Carol knows, Sophia is in good hands right now.

Carol feels awful. She brought nothing but pain and heartache to the kind people of this town.

Hershel has been so friendly to her and Sophia, and now his daughter is running away with Ed.

Her tears are falling freely.

She's alone.

No friends.

No money.

No job.

Carol wants to go away from here, but first she has to earn some money to pay her debts. She can't pay Daryl's bill, and she can't pay the rent for the room at Maggies. When she sells the car, she can pay them, but than she's stuck in the town. A town, where she is certainly surrounded by hatred. She's sure, they gonna hate her. She's here and Beth, a member of this community, is gone.

And-who can afford such a car in a small town like this one?

No, she'll keep the car, get herself a job, and if she has payed all her debts, she'll be on her way.

Tomorrow she'll register Sophia at the school, search for a job and to safe money, they will sleep in the car.

They will work it out and they will leave the good folks of this town behind them.

Carol looks in the mirror, takes in her red puffy eyes and the pale skin. 'Girl, you look like shit', she says to herself.

A knock at her window startles her.

Great, not only, she's the one that can't hold her husband, now she's the weird woman, who talks to herself.

A police officer stands next to her and she hasn't heard him approaching.

Carol opens the window, whiping the tears away with angry movements of her hand.

"Yes, officer?" she asks.

"Is everything okay with you?" There is concern in his voice. Damn' it. The people here are too kind.

"Everything is fine. Thank you." Carol answers.

"My name is Sheriff Grimes. You look, like you need help."

You have no idea, Carol groans inside.

"It was a rough day. But I'm fine." she offers with a weak smile.

"You're sure?"

Carol nods and Sheriff Grimes leaves.

She refuses to be weak again. This might be her chance. The chance to built a new life, the way she wants to live. It is a terrifying thought, to be all alone, but it is also freeing. Maybe she can do it. Maybe she is capable. Ed always say, without him, she is nothing, she would starve on her own. She has overwritten the rights to her songs to Ed, because in his opinion, she knew nothing about business. Maybe she can prove him wrong.

Carol drives the way to Maggies place, wishing she could curl up and never face the world again. But there's her daughter waiting.

And a whole new life waiting.

Sophia runs towards her, when Carol approaches in Maggies kitchen, wrapping her thin arms around her mothers waist.

"Hey, sweetie, missed me?"

Sophia nods.

Carol strokes her daughters back soothingly before she takes a seat.

Maggie places a cup of coffee in front of Carol.

"How was it with Daryl?" she asks.

Carol takes a small sip before she answers. "He's angry. And I can't blame him. He just left. I took the car, without paying the bill. But as soon as I have a job, I'll pay him. And you, of course, too."

"Don't worry about that. You can stay for as long, as you want. After all, it is my sister that brought you into this situation."

Carol is taken aback, it seems that Maggie doesn't hate her. Her husband took Maggies little sister with him and yet, Maggie doesn't blame her for that.

"I'm so sorry for all this", she whispers weakly.

Maggie puts her hand on Carol's shoulder and gives it a squeeze. "Don't be. Beth has her own head. When she wants something, she takes it. She's the typical little sister, spoiled by the entire family. But she's much stronger than she looks like. Nothing will happen to her."

"I hope so", Carol sighs.

"I know", Maggie simply says.