Love in the Time of Zombies

by Cassandra Gannon

Bright side to the zombie apocalypse: You’re now the only one who remembers how dorky you looked in your eighth grade class photo.

Bright side to the zombie apocalypse: Either you can enjoy knowing your enemies are now zombie food, or you’re a zombie yourself and you can enjoy eating them. Either way it’s win/win.

“Trix, when we go in there, do not look at anyone, talk to anyone, or touch anyone, okay?” “I’ll try and restrain myself from fondling the monsters.” Scotlyn assured him sarcastically.

“Victoria Secret is suddenly having one hell of a sale.” Scotlyn added despite herself. “I can have the whole spring collection for free.” “Exactly. There are hundreds of…” He stopped short. “Wait what?” “I’m helping you make your stupid list of upsides to the total collapse of civilization. You know that I spent most of my money on lingerie. Now, I can have it all for free, so…” Zeke cut her off. “No, I didn’t know that.” He’d never looked more serious. “Trust me, I’d remember knowing that.”

Bright side to the zombie apocalypse: You finally have a use for your three months of Girl Scouts training. Or you would, if only you’d earned a badge beyond the one for making friendship bracelets.

Bright side to the zombie apocalypse: Could’ve been worse. Could’ve been Godzilla.

Bright side to the zombie apocalypse: The retirement plan you never set up suddenly doesn’t seem so important.

Bright side to the zombie apocalypse: Don’t worry. You prepped for this by watching every season of Supernatural. Mostly for the angel, sure. But, there were almost definitely a couple of episodes with zombies.

“I thought you wanted someone special.” He sounded dazed. “I did want someone special.” She tilted her head to catch his eye. “And I found him.”

Zeke slowly slid the dress down Scotlyn’s arms, his eyes fixed on the confection of lace and dainty garters. He didn’t even breathe. “Tell me that I bought this for you.” “You have a very twisted view of economics.” She shifted so she could pull the dress all the way off and toss it aside. All she wore was black silk. “But, technically I suppose you gave me the paycheck that paid for it.” Zeke seemed thrilled to hear that. “I am a financial genius.”

Bright side to the zombie apocalypse: You don’t need to pay that gym membership to stay in shape