A Good Soldier: Bedlam (Ch.24)
The cellar was bedlam. Weak light from cell phones flashed in flits as people cried and yelled, not making any sense. Underlining the ruckus was the constant thrum of the … Continue reading
A Good Soldier: Dirt Abyss (Ch.23)
“Tony, he has a gun!” The woman beside me crouched on her knees and shouted, her face animated with panic and fear. I could feel everyone turn toward me. I … Continue reading
A Good Soldier: Aftermath (Ch.22)
I enjoyed the relief of rescue for all of 2 minutes before the horror returned with three people emerging from the woods. To my burning and watery eyes they appeared as … Continue reading
A Good Soldier: Ch.21 – Burn Zombie Burn!
Flames exploded in the field quickly followed by another eruption near the fence at the opposite end of where Langley was trapped. I saw a bottle fly through the air, … Continue reading
A Good Soldier: Ch. 20 – Martyr, Hero, Fool
The first drops of rain were light and came from a mostly cloudless sky. The cool water was a welcome relief to the dryness that had seeped into my … Continue reading
A Good Soldier: Barriers (Ch.19)
There it stood, the final obstacle shambling about and stopping my brilliant plan of escape. The fence on its own could possibly be climbed but the barbed wire would make … Continue reading
A Good Soldier: Family Reunion (Ch. 18)
“Get on your knees Henning.” Langley stepped over the body of Simmons and stood a couple of feet in front of me, gun leveled at my chest. I heard quiet … Continue reading
A Good Soldier: Frenemy (Ch.17)
“Louis. Louis. Wake up.” Marla whispered in my ear and as wakefulness flooded my mind the memory of her lips brushing my cheek and the closeness of her warm flesh … Continue reading
A Good Soldier: Who Are You (Ch.16)
Bloodied soldiers stumbled through a haze of smoke, their bodies mutilated and their faces shrouded in terror as they tried to escape the dead, exploding grenades and bullets whizzing through … Continue reading
A Good Soldier: Shelter Me (Ch.15)
The sun was high in the sky as I wandered the woods with a tentative relief at not being alone and maybe, not having to be in charge or solely … Continue reading
Dawning Creates 