Allie Walsh was a peculiar child. Her head was always in the clouds at the worst of times, but she was loved by so many. At just 6 years old, her world began to crumble but she held on, pacing herself, and praying each night that she would survive h...
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Everyone was sat, sweltering under the hot Georgia sun, eating their breakfast. Allie was next to Carl, bouncing her leg up and down. There was a strange silence about, but Allie broke it
"Can I tell them?" She asked Glenn
"Tell us what?"
Allie stood up, bouncing on the balls of her feet. She wasn't good at keeping secrets. And Glenn knew that he had fucked up by making her keep this a secret
"No. Its OK, Allie. I'll do it. So...the barn is full of walkers."
Nobody said anything, and instead, one by one, they all stopped eating and turned to look at Glenn, not quite believing he was telling the truth.
The group walked down to the barn, to inspect the situation. Allie was holding Lori's hand, still worried she may be sick.
Shane peered into the barn, hearing the moans and the growls of the walkers. Allie held onto Lori even tighter when Shane stepped back
"You cannot tell me you're all right with this," he said to Rick, running his hand over his head
"No I'm not, but we're guests here. This isn't our land."
Shane angrily yelled, "this is our lives, man!"
"Lower your voice," Glenn told him
Shane glared at him. Through gritted teeth, he warned, "don't you be telling me what to do boy. Not after you've been forcing my daughter to keep your secrets."
"No daddy it wasnt-"
"Shut up! Just shut up! I have heard enough from you for one day!"
"Shane!" Lori gasped
"No. You can all stop trying to parent my child. Okay? Just stop it! Allie is my kid. I make the rules, I decide the punishments. Allie, I want you to go to your tent and let the grown ups deal with this."
"No."
"The hell you say to me girl?" Shane asked in shock
Allie let go of Lori and took a step backwards, subconsciously moving closer to the barn
She gulped. "I said no."
"You walk your little legs up to that tent or I swear to god girl, ill whoop your ass." He pointed his finger at her sternly, and that is how Allie knew he meant business. Still, she stood her ground.
Shaking her head, she continued to walk backwards until her back was resting against the wooden panels of the barn.
"I'll deal with you later, Alison Walsh!" Shane said in a threatening tone
"We can't just sweep this under the rug," Andrea said, taking the focus back to the walkers
"It ain't right. Not remotely. Okay, we've either got to go in there, we've got to make things right or we've just got to go. Now we have been talking about fort Benning for a long time," Shane said, trying to convince Rick. He had been trying to convince him for a long time
