MISSED IT BY THAT MUCH, by Gregg ChamberlainHe looked outside and for the first time in his heart, Martin now truly saw the world as it was, and now would forever be. And he wept.
The End.
Nelson’s fingers rested for a moment on the keyboard after typing in those final two words. He looked at them, clear, clean and comforting in Times New Roman 14-point solid black typeface on the white computer screen. He smiled.
“I did it,” Nelson said, quietly. He did a quick save and closed the story file for Where Zombies Go to Die. “I did it,” he repeated, a little louder now.
Nelson popped the storage flashdrive out of the USB port. He held it up in one hand and regarded it with wonder. “I did it!” He spun around in the chair at his cramped work station. “I honest to God did it!”
He punched the
