You and the whole group were sitting in the cleared out prison yard, around the campfire. The silence was comfortable, until Hershel broke it. “Bethy, sing Paddy Rielly for me, please..”

There was some arguing, but eventually, they settled on ‘The Parting Glass.’

Glenn had his arm wrapped around your shoulders, while everyone listened to Beth and Maggie sing. Your head was tucked under his chin, and he closed his eyes and kissed your head softly, sighing.