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eBook Category: Horror
eBook Description: Making ends meet in a world ruled by the living dead.

eBook Publisher: Fictionwise.com, Published: Book of Final Flesh, 2003
Fictionwise Release Date: April 2007

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"Looks like we got a flopper over there," Kenny said.

Robert nodded. He put Smoky Joe into low gear and pressed on the brake. The truck juddered to a stop--damn thing was overdue for a tune-up--in front of 3298 Chestnut Avenue. There was a large oak tree in the yard. Its branches stretched out over the street and its leaves, while still green, were tinted gold, red and brown. Not quite ready to start drifting to the ground yet, but almost. Fall was Robert's favorite time of the year. It make him think of beginnings, much more so than January first. There was the first day of school, and the start of football season, of course. And given the way stores advertised, it was the unofficial start of the Christmas season, too.

At least, that's the way it had been, back when the word dead meant a corpse that didn't move, didn't walk, didn't try to sink its teeth into the living.

Robert put Smoky Joe in park, but he didn't turn off the ignition. They needed to leave the truck running so the furnace would keep burning. If it went out, it was a bitch to get started again, and if the temperature in the back got too low, the furnace wouldn't be able to do its job effectively. He opened the door, and stepped down the street. He removed his gloves from the pocket of his coveralls and put them on while he waited for Kenny to come around and join him.

Kenny walked around the front of the truck. He never walked around the back if he could avoid it, and Robert couldn't say as he blamed the man. Kenny already had his gloves on, and his clear plastic face mask, too.

"I can't believe you still wear that goddamn thing. You've been on the job six months now."