It’s not about The Zombies. It’s the lighting, phew!
“Now let’s get out of here,” she said to herself, detaching the machete and the basket for the cut off heads before returning to The Line after adjusting her environment appropriately. Lightening up! Now all she had to do was find the Valentine twins and choose between the two: Natha Neil or Nata Lee?
“Yes, Tillie?” They had almost weeded out all the infected plants from the garden. 3 days of toil and anguish. But no way could they eat most of this stuff. Giganticism!
“How would you like to… visit Aunt Ginger for Valentine’s Day?”
Must have been all the thoughts about the size of things that made her want to do this, Tealy rationalized. But she had other reasons.
She affected the local speech. “Arrr. There be Randolph the Bastard Pirate and his three cornered hat.” She pushed the plate full of apples, oranges, bananas closer to him as he approached. “Ready to see which way the fruit swings?”
He sat down. He was ready.