“Torrance! We’re back! Where are you?”
She listened, but didn’t hear anything. Maybe Torrance was taking a nap. Alice wasn’t sure. She ran around, scrambling for supplies, and then came back to help Kyle. She poured alcohol over his wound and even though he bit his lip, he didn’t complain as she disinfected his injury. Blood still bubbled from the hole, albeit more slowly.
“What the fuck did you do, buddy?” She shook her head.
“Well, you know, my reflexes are quick but my execution is poor.”
“Don’t joke about stuff like this.”
“Sometimes jokes are all we have, Alice.”
“We have to stop the bleeding completely before I stitch it. We shouldn’t have let you walk back.”
“What was the alternative? Have Mark carry me the whole way?”
“He would have,” Alice insisted.
“I know.”
They sat in silence with Alice applying pressure to Kyle’s wound. Every so often, she would check it and change the cloth she was using to stop the bleeding.
Mark returned and joined them in the living room.
“Still bleeding?”
“It’s almost stopped.”
“Where’s Torrance?”
“Question of the day,” Alice sighed. She wasn’t sure where Torrance would have gone. “You can have a look around if you like. Time for me to get this sucker closed up.”
Mark nodded and went upstairs, presumably to look for Torrance.
“I think you know this is going to hurt,” Alice said gently. Kyle nodded. “I’ll try to be gentle.”
“Just do the best you can,” he said. “Don’t worry about hurting me.”
Alice frowned, but took her needle and thread. She wished she wasn’t about to sew up her friend. She’d always been good at sewing, but working on a quilt or a new skirt was different than fixing your friend’s abdominal injury. Kyle’s wound was fairly small, but she worried the stitches wouldn’t be enough.
He cringed when the needle pierced his skin, but didn’t make any noise.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. Just do it.”
Alice nodded and got to work. She focused on making her stitches close together and straight, and within a couple of minutes, she was finished.
“I need a drink now,” Kyle said, letting out a breath.
“Of course.” Alice held out the vodka to Kyle and he took a swig, finishing off the bottle.
“More, please.”
Alice went into the kitchen to find more alcohol, and she noticed there was an open trapdoor in the middle of the kitchen floor. She’d never noticed it there before. What the hell? It must lead to root cellar or a crawl space. Something like that.
Then she got an idea.
“Torrance?” Alice called out into the hole. “Are you down there?”
“Hang on!” She heard Torrance’s voice echo back to her. A few seconds later, Torrance’s mop of red hair poked through the hole and she grinned at Alice. “You’re not going to believe what I found,” she said.
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About the Author
L.C. Mortimer lives in Taiwan with her husband and two kids. When she’s not writing zombie stories, she’s playing zombie video games, which are almost as fun. Her current favorite is 7 Days to Die. Readers can connect with her on Facebook at www.facebook.com/authorlcmortimer.
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It's not long, however, before Yoralil finds itself on the brink of anarchy as the MAR prepares to go to war with the anti-robot community.
Will Gertrude stay in Yoralil and defend the one she loves?
Or will she do what she's always done, and run away when it matters the most?
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Emily spends two weeks trying to find her sister and two weeks trying to get home. When she finally returns to her cabin in the woods, however, it's no longer empty.
The band of misfits who have taken over her house have no desire to leave. Once Emily gets to know them, she's not so sure she wants them to. The ex-military types are in sharp contrast with Emily, who is a reclusive writer. Still, they manage to forge friendship and build a haven despite the occasional zombie who wanders by.
Their safety is short-lived, however. In the zombie apocalypse, nothing lasts forever.
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The Forgotten
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Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
About the Author
Brass Heart Floating
Lost in the Apocalypse
The Forgotten
From the Author
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