Zombie Drabble #63 “On The Roof of James K. Polk Elementary School”

“Where next?”

“Shh! Wait…”

When they were in their sleeping bags, and close together, he whispered to her, “All right, now, what?”

“Where next? Where are we going? Everyone else was going in the opposite direction…”

“They’re headed for high ground. We’re going to find a boat.”

She thought about it for a while. She’d never been on a boat. “Why not high ground?”

“They’ll be followed. They won’t have time to build walls. Even if they do, there won’t be room or food for everyone. There’ll be fights.”


He kissed her on the nose. “Now go to sleep.”

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