some major zombie ass with this.” She smiled.
“Is there another one in there?”
Jet looked, but only found an aluminum bat. Handing it to Dedee, she said, “Here, take this.”
Dedee looked at it like she had just been given a consolation prize before she said, “Let’s check the other room. Maybe there’s another one in there.”
While they were in the back bedroom, they heard Jeff and Lisa outside yelling. It went on for almost five minutes before they heard a single gunshot. Nervously, everyone gathered in the living room peeking out from around the drapes, but they couldn’t see them anywhere.
They waited. Several minutes passed and no one heard anything else. Dedee picked up her bat and said, “Jet, get that old sword you found and lets go outside and see if they need help.” Jet ran to the back and returned with it.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Jeff and Lisa did a visual sweep along the front of the house, then went out and around the barn. Behind it, they found about a dozen chickens inside a coop. They went out about two hundred yards from the house and checked an alfalfa field. From there, they swung around and checked the back, then the other side of the house. The land was mostly fields with some pastures and they could see for almost a mile.
They went and double-checked the inside of the barn. Once finished there, they started looking over its contents more closely. There was an array of old farm tools that had been retired long ago. In the back corner, under a tarp, was an old tractor that appeared to be in the process of being repaired. Hanging on a wall over a workbench were some wrenches, hay hooks, and a small hatchet.
Jeff picked up the hatchet. “Hey, Lisa.”
She looked up from the box she was digging in. “Yeah?”
Holding it up, he said, “Check it out.” He nodded toward the back of the barn.”
She didn’t know what he was insinuating so she asked, “What?”
“You know how to clean a chicken?”
“Kinda. When all this crap started I watched a ton of ‘How To’ videos on the internet. It was something to do and I figured it wouldn’t hurt to know some of the stuff, just in case.”
He smiled. “Okay, looks like fresh fried chicken tonight.”
They went around and into the chicken coop. It only took Jeff a few minutes to corner, catch, and kill the first chicken. Lisa knew one wouldn’t be enough for nine people so she went in to get a second. It turned out to be much harder than Jeff made it look. Just when she thought she had it, it would dart around her.
Jeff stepped back into the coop to help. They yelled back and forth, trying to coordinate their strategy. After a few minutes, they were both winded and had to stop. She was leaning forward with her hands on her knees as she tried catching her breath.
Jeff said, “C’mon, let’s try it again.”
Puffing hard, she got it cornered and when she reached for it, it went around her again. She shook her head. Jeff started laughing and asked, “Are you going to catch it? Or wait till it drops from exhaustion?”
Gasping for air, she looked at Jeff, then the chicken. She said, “Screw this!” She drew her pistol, aimed, and pulled the trigger. The chicken spun around and dropped as feathers flew all around it. She walked over, picked it up by the neck, and victoriously said as she held it out, “Dinner!”
They had to sit down for a few minutes to catch their breath before heading to the house. When they walked in, Jet asked, “What’s that?”
Lisa held up her chicken. “It’s dinner.”
Dedee said, “We heard a commotion outside and though you ran into zombies. We were just about ready to come out and help you.”
“There weren’t any zombies outside.” Jeff said, “We found the chickens and had to catch a couple.”
“Then what was with the gunshot I heard?”
Jeff said, “Lisa couldn’t catch hers.” He started laughing. “So she shot it!”
Dedee and Jet looked at each other, and they too started
“Is there another one in there?”
Jet looked, but only found an aluminum bat. Handing it to Dedee, she said, “Here, take this.”
Dedee looked at it like she had just been given a consolation prize before she said, “Let’s check the other room. Maybe there’s another one in there.”
While they were in the back bedroom, they heard Jeff and Lisa outside yelling. It went on for almost five minutes before they heard a single gunshot. Nervously, everyone gathered in the living room peeking out from around the drapes, but they couldn’t see them anywhere.
They waited. Several minutes passed and no one heard anything else. Dedee picked up her bat and said, “Jet, get that old sword you found and lets go outside and see if they need help.” Jet ran to the back and returned with it.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Jeff and Lisa did a visual sweep along the front of the house, then went out and around the barn. Behind it, they found about a dozen chickens inside a coop. They went out about two hundred yards from the house and checked an alfalfa field. From there, they swung around and checked the back, then the other side of the house. The land was mostly fields with some pastures and they could see for almost a mile.
They went and double-checked the inside of the barn. Once finished there, they started looking over its contents more closely. There was an array of old farm tools that had been retired long ago. In the back corner, under a tarp, was an old tractor that appeared to be in the process of being repaired. Hanging on a wall over a workbench were some wrenches, hay hooks, and a small hatchet.
Jeff picked up the hatchet. “Hey, Lisa.”
She looked up from the box she was digging in. “Yeah?”
Holding it up, he said, “Check it out.” He nodded toward the back of the barn.”
She didn’t know what he was insinuating so she asked, “What?”
“You know how to clean a chicken?”
“Kinda. When all this crap started I watched a ton of ‘How To’ videos on the internet. It was something to do and I figured it wouldn’t hurt to know some of the stuff, just in case.”
He smiled. “Okay, looks like fresh fried chicken tonight.”
They went around and into the chicken coop. It only took Jeff a few minutes to corner, catch, and kill the first chicken. Lisa knew one wouldn’t be enough for nine people so she went in to get a second. It turned out to be much harder than Jeff made it look. Just when she thought she had it, it would dart around her.
Jeff stepped back into the coop to help. They yelled back and forth, trying to coordinate their strategy. After a few minutes, they were both winded and had to stop. She was leaning forward with her hands on her knees as she tried catching her breath.
Jeff said, “C’mon, let’s try it again.”
Puffing hard, she got it cornered and when she reached for it, it went around her again. She shook her head. Jeff started laughing and asked, “Are you going to catch it? Or wait till it drops from exhaustion?”
Gasping for air, she looked at Jeff, then the chicken. She said, “Screw this!” She drew her pistol, aimed, and pulled the trigger. The chicken spun around and dropped as feathers flew all around it. She walked over, picked it up by the neck, and victoriously said as she held it out, “Dinner!”
They had to sit down for a few minutes to catch their breath before heading to the house. When they walked in, Jet asked, “What’s that?”
Lisa held up her chicken. “It’s dinner.”
Dedee said, “We heard a commotion outside and though you ran into zombies. We were just about ready to come out and help you.”
“There weren’t any zombies outside.” Jeff said, “We found the chickens and had to catch a couple.”
“Then what was with the gunshot I heard?”
Jeff said, “Lisa couldn’t catch hers.” He started laughing. “So she shot it!”
Dedee and Jet looked at each other, and they too started
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