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Flash Fiction
Excerpt - Zombie Love
It was
a beautiful morning, just gorgeous. I was sitting back in my no-gravity lounge
chair holding a cup of hot coffee and sipping away the sunrise. The temperature
was just right and the plants along the front screen of the porch seemed to
reach toward the warm glow of the sun. This was a day that made all the other
days worth dealing with. It whispered relaxation and creativity.
The
only thing I couldn’t get my mind around on this glorious day was the zombie
that was trying to open the latch on the screen door. I’d been watching it for
a good ten minutes or so, just as it was watching me drink my coffee. My
question: Where the hell had this thing come from? And why was it ruining my
perfectly quiet morning?
This
one I was looking at was none too bright. It could easily punch through the
screen, but instead, it fiddled with the sliding lock. I’d heard about these
things. A bit short on brains. But then again, who knew? Maybe it thought I was
stupid for drinking coffee. I’d thought that one or two times myself.
Just
then I heard a voice. “Hey man, what’s that you got there trying to get into
your house?”
It was
my neighbour, Monroe. We were pretty close on most days. “Gots me a zombie, me
thinks,” I replied after a nice long coffee swig.
Monroe,
standing back from the door but still close enough to talk through the screen continued.
“What’s ya gonna do when it figures out the door?” He yawned.
“Hmmm.
Good point,” I said with a nod. “Guess I better go get the gun so I can take
care of business if I need to.”
Monroe
was nodding as well. “Terrible way to spend this beautiful morning, though.
Still, zombies are nothin’ to mess with. So I heard.”
“Maybe
wait a little while, though,” I said. “It’s too nice out to make things all
blood and guts. We got time.”
“I
hear ya,” answered Monroe.
Then
suddenly, another voice erupted through the morning. “Outta the way, boys!”
At
that point, a woman and a teenage girl raised rifles and blew holes in the
zombie’s head. The thing fell like a rock.
Both
Monroe and I jumped back to keep from getting muck on our clothes. I’d had to
roll out of my chair, and I spilt my coffee.
“Dam
women!” I yelled out. “Know just how to ruin a morning!”
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