A Good Soldier: End of the Line (Ch. 42)
To me, the word sanctuary evokes green gardens with a smattering of colourful flowers, clear water running in stream and cleanliness. This sanctuary had none of the hallmarks I wanted … Continue reading
A Good Soldier: Through the Masses (Ch.41)
And here we were. Again. Waiting for the sun to rise so we could begin our final trek toward something we hoped would be salvation. Our days had become filled … Continue reading
A Good Soldier: Licking Our Wounds (Ch. 40)
The situation was not as dire as it appeared when I first stepped out of the RV. There were 10 zombies but it seemed like more because Cal and Heidi were … Continue reading
A Good Soldier: RV’ing (Ch. 39)
Before leaving, we decided to go to the other RV and give it a good search for more supplies and possibly weapons. We also wanted to make sure the couples … Continue reading
A Good Soldier: Morning Haze (Ch. 38)
Parker and I stayed outside for an hour or so more before heading into the RV and spreading out on the floor, too tired to care where we lay our … Continue reading
The News
So yes, it has been awhile since I posted anything. Busy lately. Here’s a rundown of what’s been occupying my time. Writing A Good Soldier: It is only a few … Continue reading
A Good Soldier: The Not So Lonesome Night (Ch.37)
I stepped away from Parker, wrestling with the wash of emotions that being with my old friend stirred up. The night was silent except for the soft voices of the … Continue reading
A Good Soldier: New Nightmares, Old Friends (Ch.36)
We retreated in the RV, locking everything up then covering the windows with towels and pulling the blinds down tightly. We didn’t use the electric lights opting for the dimmer … Continue reading
A Good Soldier: Glamping (Ch. 35)
Cal told Marco it was time to go. I thought the kid was going to stay put but he climbed over the seats out of the car and took … Continue reading
A Good Soldier: Over the Hill (Ch. 34)
Cal cursed me as I walked away and trampled a path through the wet bushes and muddy ground ignoring his words. The hill wasn’t overly tall but there was a … Continue reading
Dawning Creates 