23. Run

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Daryl's *POV*

"Today's the day."

"Uh-huh." I mumbled, as Rick drove.

"We're gonna find food, maybe some people. The law of averages has gotta catch up." Rick said.

"I don't know... We ain't seen nobody for weeks. Maybe we ain't gonna find nobody." I looked out the window with my arm resting by the closed window. "Maybe that's a good thing."

It stood quiet for a couple of seconds until I heard Rick move some things around in the car near the radio.

"Don't. Please don't." I said. Rick gave me a look, then smiled big.

"Give me the down beat maestro." Music started to play, with Rick snapping his fingers as I just stared at him.

"Draws em away from home!" Rick yelled over the music. I put my hand on my face and sighed in annoyance, then looked back at him.

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