All Chapters of Where Zombies Walk (Book 1 Kendra's Journey): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Kendra sat in the library with the book, The Hobbit, opened on her lap. When Rex had first shown the room that was lined with books to her, she’d been both intimidated and overwhelmed. She was taught to read by Olga, but the availability of reading material was limited.  Therefore, her reading skills were wanting.To add to her frustration. Rex had been raised around enough books that he was a very adept reader.  For the first few days, he had to coax her into the library and then convince her to explore the inventory. Eventually her insecurity and humiliation over her poor reading skills were replaced by an enthusiasm and notable improvement in her ability to decipher the meanings of the words on a page.  Within a few weeks, her companions were hard pressed to pull her nose out of a book.The fact that the library was a complete literary treasure trove only added to the situation. Where she stood in intimidated confusion while fearful to

Olga brooded over Rex’s obvious foul mood as she watched him walk with aggressive deliberation to where the zombie lay.  He grabbed it by its feet and dragged it into the trees before heading back to the fence to continue pounding the post into the ground. Things clearly didn’t go as she’d hoped between him and Kendra.  Did the foolish girl refuse him? She’d watched the way he looked at her as well as the way she looked at him. She could have sworn that they were equally attracted to each other.  What happened. As she headed out the door to assist Rex with the fencing, she made a mental note to have a talk with Kendra.  She needed to understand that men like Rex wouldn’t be coming about one after the other.  They were lucky that he came along at all. Rejecting him was a foolish move even if she didn’t have feelings for him; which she was sure that the girl did.“I have to say that I’m impres

Even though she fell into a deep sleep almost immediately, it didn’t last long.  Fear of getting caught in Rex’s bed by her aunt or Felix robbed her of her sleep. She was of an age where having sex was expected of her, in fact, it would be mandated if the regime was aware of her.  Even so, she wasn’t ready to share with her family what had occurred between her and Rex.  She wasn’t confident in where they stood as far as their relationship was concerned.  Was it strictly sex? Or, was he expecting more from her? They had no condoms so their sex was unprotected, but he’d pulled out of her every time he released his seed.  What did that mean?  Did it mean that he didn’t want to impregnate her because he didn’t want to start a new family?  Did it mean that he wanted to enjoy her body without a commitment? If so, what would her aunt and cousin think? Would they approve? She doubted it.Until she knew exact

“You’ve missed a lot,” Felix said as he set a steaming cup of pine needle tea on the bedside table next to Kendra’s head.  “Wake up, Kendra.  Auntie wants you to go looking for Rex.”Kendra sat up with a start. “He’s missing?”“He went out hunting early this morning and hasn’t come back yet.”Kendra peered out of the window and into the dusky light. “What time is it?”“It’s late.  You slept all day.”  Felix had a teasing remark about how sex with Rex had worn her out on the tip of his tongue, but he kept it to himself.  He’d not only received a killer lecture from his aunt about his teasing her that morning to the point of such embarrassment that she refused to leave her room, but he inherently knew that her exhaustion was from more than that.  She’d basically been the backbone of their family unit for so long tha

Kendra packed up the makeshift tent that she’d assembled for the night and doused the fire with the remnants of the pine tea she’d made.  It never tasted right when she made it, but, since she was on her own, it had to suffice.She took a moment to look around her for something that would clue her in on where to look for Rex.  She was worried.  She’d taken the route that he’d clearly gone when he left the camp, but it was so late in the day by the time she’d gotten herself packed up and out the door that she’d had to make camp less than thirty minutes out.  She’d hoped that he’d see her campfire and join her on his way back to the compound.  The thought of making love to him beneath the night sky was erotically appealing. In fact, it occupied the little bit of dreaming she did for the few times that she’d drifted into a light sleep. Sleeping was dangerous when on your own at night, so she was caref