Haley Alone
Nothing but a trail of broken bone and rotten flesh.
Nothing but a trail of broken bone and rotten flesh.
Eddie’s fist connected with a satisfying crunch and Haley couldn’t keep from smiling. The zombie’s newly-detached lower jaw sailed through the air, flicking ...
“But what if I hold it like this?” asked Eunice.
A dense bluff of silver maples grew behind our house. I’d scamper as quietly as I could in the early evenings that last summer before Dad died. He’d come hom...
No one could pronounce my last name growing up. Eddie Zovinovich. How fucking hard is that? Back in the eighth grade, Pete Tomilson and his croonies ruled th...
My dreams always started the same way. I was running, running from a horde. We were in the hospital here in New York. I’d keep yelling for Eddie and he would...
So, I’ve been reading my NaNoWriMo novel today and had a brainwave.
I sat on the steel cot and stared at the three other people in with me: the chick and two dudes. She was throwing up. One of the guys laid passed out on the ...
We had to pull over on the side of the road when the jeep started to overheat. I got out and stretched. Even though it was early November, it was unseasonabl...
I grabbed the first aid kit off the cabin wall and a jug of water. Eunice lay unconscious on the floor of the cabin. It was spacious. More cargo space than s...
Haley saw Ben across the parking lot and ran as fast as she could, tears streaking down her face. He picked her up in the massive bear-hug, so familiar from ...
Jimmy drove too fast for my liking, but under the circumstances, I didn’t argue even if we didn’t use headlights. Ben was in the front with him acting as nav...