Zombies as Heros?
I think it’s time for a new take on the whole zombie thing. Here’s my little tidbit:
She studied him from across the table, and he didn’t fail to notice the way she sat back in her chair. Far back.
“So . . . You’re a zombie?”
“In the sense of a reanimated corpse, yeah. In the sense of me wanting to eat your brains? Not so much.”
She stared a little longer. “You don’t look dead.”
“You don’t smell dead.”