He nodded before kneeling down, holding one hand to Crystal with the other on the rifle. Cindy began to blab about how much of a downer I was to the moral. I do not know what she thought. Shit, I am not sure what I was thinking would happen. Would we find a group and magically find that all-powerful place that is zombie free up north? I wish this were a movie with a guaranteed happy-ending.
I know there is no dialogue in this one, but I wanted to finish this section of the book. I've been breaking from writing and keeping my mind off the zombies before going into mad woman editing mode. My mind has been kicking me for not writing. It has forced me to rethink my first completed book and how to rewrite it in a new and exciting way. Soon I shall reach the breaking point of "omg I haven't opened Word in...um...can't remember when" and will bust a move to write again :D.