A pot of potato soup warms on the stove. They eat in silence but keep eye contact. He reaches for her hand. She struggles not to cry.
Pounding and breaking of glass shatter the silence. The mob of dead walkers invades their home. Teeth and nails rip their love apart.
Poet Rummager 
I love it
The mob of dead walkers
I love the way you think
Sheldon
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Thank you, Sheldon 🙂
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love the title
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Thank you!
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What a shame. Nothing ruins a romantic moment like a zombie apocalypse.
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I hate when that happens! 😃
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Oh no! Swarms of zombies bring out the rose bloom of lovers, last minute conversions to God, and eternal loyalty right when it counts… forever.
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Yeah, that’s pretty much how it goes! I think you’ve seen your share of lovers facing mobs of zombies, huh? 🙂
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I always go to zombie bashes picnics parties hangouts and parking lots when I feel lonely. How ’bout you?
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I mean you don’t think skinny little Glenn would have had a chance in hell with Maggie the wild and sassy and curvy farm girl with Daddy’s pocket watch overlooking them both except because zombies, do you? Really.
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Ha! That’s funny. My husband and I watch Walking Dead, too. Glenn may be skinny, but he’s awfully smart and courageous. Women love macho men.
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Wonderful story with a great twist.
Dead walkers. Bless ’em. 💀💀
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Thank you Alan! Always a joy when you visit 😉 Watch for those dead walkers!! 💃💃💃
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Hmmm…dead walkers…or potato soup…
…I choose dead walkers! Potato soup is nasty.
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Of course you’d choose dead walkers! Your films wouldn’t be as cool with potato soup villains. Sheesh!
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Well………that’s debatable! Potato soup villains are quite cool.
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These are potatoes and a bowl of soup. They want to audition for your next film… 🍠🍠🍜
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Perfect! Those tatters are going to win Oscars!
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Potato soup and dead walkers – what a combo! 🙂 I like your 50-word story structure. Such a superb honing of skills in brevity and also conveying your story. I am inspired! Thank you, Rose.
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Oh, thank you Michaela! It’s so much fun. Have you ever written a 50 word story?
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It looks like fun! No, Rose, I haven’t yet tried it, but reading yours was a joy. 🙂 I’d like to give it a try!
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Perhaps Hemingway could help? 💻🐈
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Well, she’s been my inspiration for a few posts already; I’m sure she wouldn’t mind helping me again. 🙂 A good idea!
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Apparently the “walking dead” “live” on. In real situations such as this, I relegate my authoritative tone in favor of a final ice cream sundae before being eaten alive! 😀
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Reblogged this on Crazy Pasta Child.
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I LOVE scaring you! xoxo 👻👻👻
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I love to be scared!
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That tense moment of sad inevitability, beautiful darkness in your words, Rose.
I feel honored for have been in part inspired you. Your mind has to be a stream of ideas and images which we see just a beautiful glimpse ^_^
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Ah, you have made the day brighter with your sunshine words. Wish all the comments I receive were just as kind. We need more kindness in this dark world! Thank you, Francis! ☀️☀️☀️
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Thank you, Rose… but did something happen .-.? Sounds like somebody was not kind. If that happened give them politely a one way ticket to… some place else.
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Look — I’ve made another fruit basket for you! 🍌 🍉 🍇 🍓 🍈 🍒 🍑 🍍. Thank you.
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Chomp! chomp! 😀
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😀 ❤
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