While the party raged below decks, Anita considered her next art showing. It wold be in SoHo, of course. If only she had some idea what to put in it. Despite the balmy, moonlit night, all she could think of were out of season icebergs, homicidal gun collectors, and crazy presidents. By the time she’d made enough pieces to show, would there be a world left?
“That’s it!” She shouted, overturning her deck chair. “Zombies! Everyone loves zombies.”
The Challenge: Write a story in 100 words or less
The Challenger (Hub): Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
The Photo Credit: Ted StrutzBreadcrumbs: If you leave a link in my comments to the post where you rose to the challenge, then I will be sure to comment. If it’s hard to find you, I’ll assume you don’t want a visit
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