Chapter 30

He thought to himself that this was insane.I've thrown myself at huge hordes of zombies numerous times, but I'm afraid to face a petite blonde woman in this world of zombies.

He stopped pacing, only realizing once he did so that he had still been doing it, and took a deep breath. If he procrastinated any longer, he would probably just spend the rest of the night procrastinating. It was now or never, he decided.

Time to cowboy up or wuss out, and he sure as Hell was not going to wuss out. With quick, determined steps he crossed the room and entered through the doorway into Francis ’s room. She was standing at the window, staring out at the fading twilight. In the dim, purple pink glow of the late evening, she seemed even more beautiful.

She seemed radiant, refulgent even, as though she was the one glowing and not the sun and moon outside. He opened his mouth to greet her, but no sounds came out, and after several seconds he realized that he was, in fact, going to wuss out.

He turned
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