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My Mum vs. The ZombiesMy mother is the sort of woman who would go out to loot the shops during the zombie apocalypse and still come back with wholemeal bread and organic juice drinks. I would always have assumed this, but I only knew it to be true now because that was exactly what had happened. Wholemeal bread, organic orange juice, blueberry breakfast bars and a six-pint of skimmed milk. If that had been me sent to do the shopping, I wouldve raided the chocolate and wine.
Theres nothing moving out there, Mum said, matter-of-factly, dumping the shopping on the kitchen table. Bloodied bodies littering the road on the way to Tesco, and some burnt out cars in the road, but nothing else.
Does that mean were the only ones left alive? my little sister Anne piped up.
Maybe, maybe not, said Mum. She was far too blasé about this sort of thing, but then again, I dont think any of us had reacted quite as we expected. It wasnt like in th
The ChairSandra nudged Clive hard in the ribs, which appeared to wake him up, although she hadnt noticed hed actually been asleep. She whispered, This is it. Two muscled men bought a chair onto the front stage and rested it next to the auctioneer.
It was a large armchair with salmon and yellow patterns all over it, and a threadbare white cushion on it. The arms were covered in the same material, save for the ends where varnished wood appeared. The seat and back looked so comfortable they looked like theyd swallow you up. Sandra supposed that this was no different from the way a poison dart frog has bright colours to warn you of its venom.
This chair comes from the early nineteen thirties and is in very good condition, said the auctioneer, reading from a card in his hand in the same monotonous voice hed been using all night. Sandra stared at him; not really taking in what he was saying because anything he said about the chair would be a lie.
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