He begins thinking of uses for the
trailer. He decides to go look for Greg and
the others, when he hears somebody walking up behind him. He had seen everyone that was with Greg walk
across the parking lot, so he knew it was not any of them. Deacon spins around drawing out his pistol, stopping
with his finger on the trigger. The muzzle
of the gun is about six inches away from a young woman’s face. He recognizes her as being his high school sweetheart
and she immediately recognizes him.
"Deacon," she questions.
"Cherise" Deacon answers
her as he holsters his gun.
He asks her what she is doing out there. Her demeanor changes to appear that she is
ashamed of why she is there. She begins
to tell him as she looks away, that she had intended on trading her body for
food to feed her son. Deacon looks down
at the ground. The realization that this
is what the world has turned into, desperation to survive, crosses his mind
before he asks if she has seen walkers around here.
"Walkers,” she asks.
“That is what they are being called. Well, the slow ones anyway, and then there
are runners, they are the fast ones,” He explains.
“There are some around here. There is also some really bad people moving
around,” Cherise explains.
She continues, that she has something she wants to show him. She begins to walk away, and he follows. Greg sees them. Running, he catches up to them.
"Hi Cherise." Greg says recognizing the woman.
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