Chapter 84

I turned and patted his hand. “No need to understand, Ricky. Just follow our lead.”

He nodded his head. “Ah, now that I can do.”

And so side by side we stood, knowing something that Blondella clearly didn’t know, namely that we could combine our strengths. And she might have been strong, could command legions of undead if she so chose, but she’d never, ever have what we had, namely the power of love, of friendship. “Goodbye, old girl,” I said, the message going from my head to hers, the look on her face switching from anger to confusion to, finally, pain. Oh sure, generally we couldn’t feel that, what with us being dead and all, but when four zombies are zapping you at once with all the energy they have, pain is sort of a forgone conclusion.