The Rot
Welcome to Fiction Friday. Each Friday, I’ve shared with y’all a glimpse into the mind of Zach the Zombie and some of his friends. Today, a little more about Zach’s Rot. You know the drill–this is only very minimally edited, and voice is still bouncing around a lot. I still appreciate grace and forgiveness, please…no red pens! 🙂 The sun sat bright and high in the sky as Zach stumbled along the road. “Damn, I thought that finger would hold out for at least another week,” he thought, as the flesh of his left ring finger finally pulled away from […]


