Just Another Day In The Zombie Apocalypse by L.C. Mortimer

Author:L.C. Mortimer [Mortimer, L.C.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Published: 2019-12-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 42

The house itself looked sturdy. The windows weren’t damaged or broken. The door appeared to be intact. There was no car in the driveway. Mark felt completely ambivalent about going through the house, but it seemed important to Alice.

Apparently, he’d do anything for her.

He’d do anything to make her smile.

When had that happened?

Seeing her hit rock bottom had hurt him, choked him. It had broken his heart to see her feeling so empty and damaged. It broke his heart to know he’d been part of the reason she was so damaged.

He should have been more encouraging, but he hadn’t been. Instead, he’d been brutally, over-the-top honest, and he’d hurt her.

“Let’s check the garage first.” Mark looked around, but the few wandering zombies on the road seemed to be busy with their lives. What were they even doing? He wondered what zombies filled their time with. From where Mark was standing, their lives looked boring as hell. One of the Infected was kicking a mailbox and one was trying to pluck grass from a yard. It was stupid and they were stupid.

“No car,” Alice said, jumping up to peek in the garage windows. Mark reached for the handle and pulled the door up. A lot of people left their garage doors unlocked and this one was no exception. The door slid up easily, revealing a dusty garage full of tools.

“Looks like someone had a fun hobby,” Mark commented, heading for the worktable. Whoever owned the house had invested heavily in saws, hammers, screwdrivers, and wrenches. “I feel like I’m at a freaking Garage Depot.”

“That’s not the name of the store,” Alice said.

“Close enough. I’m taking this,” Mark picked up one of the hammers.

“Maybe they have guns inside. I want a .380.”

“We’ll see what we can find.”

The door that led from the garage to the house was locked. Mark tried it a few times and Alice tried her “looking-under-the-mat” trick, but they couldn’t find a spare key. He could pick the lock if he had the right tools, but he didn’t much feel like taking the time, so he simply kicked the door in.

“You shouldn’t have done that,” Alice said. “What if we want to live here?”

She hadn’t even finished speaking when the first Z threw its body at Mark, knocking him off his feet. He landed on his ass on the concrete floor and the smelly corpse landed on top of him, knocking his baseball bat out of his hands. Damn, it was a stinky one.

He grabbed its arms and tried to hold the fucker at bay. It was hissing and launching its head at him, though, trying to bite Mark.

Mark pressed his mouth shut. He didn’t want the thing to drool or spit on him. He could probably get infected that way, he thought, and he didn’t really want to die today. Not after the afternoon he’d had with Alice. No thanks. He wanted to have more afternoons with her, more days. He wanted more nights with her.

He wanted a lifetime with her, if he was honest.

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