Zombies in Love
By Dianne Hartsock
“Patrick!” Thomas choked back a laugh. “It’s not funny. Stop playing with your food and eat. It’s getting dark.”
“But we’ve been eating this Teacher for days! Can’t we find a nice fat Farmer?”
“Food’s scarce.” Thomas tossed another stick on the fire. He didn’t blame Patrick for not wanting to eat the stringy calf and foot. He’d had to choke down the shriveled left flank of the cadaver. But they needed to keep up their strength.
Patrick started his sing-song game again, playing ‘This Little Pig’ with the blackening toes. Thomas snorted and reached over to snap off the daddy. Patrick immediately protested but Thomas dangled the tidbit in front of his lush mouth. “Eat this one for me. Then we’d better find shelter.”
“I’m not—”
Thomas slipped the toe b
