Zombie Kidnapping

When my alarm clock clicks on in the morning, I listen to the BBC news. That is, I listen to it when the guy at the radio station doesn’t forget to broadcast it. Do you know how disconcerting it is to expect/wait for the news and then it never comes? But that’s another story.

This morning I listened to the latest update on Syria, etc. And then, BBC discussed a South African singer who’d been missing/buried for more than a year. His family thought he was dead. Anyway, he reappeared, claiming that...wait for it...he’d been resurrected and held captive by zombies. Honestly. That’s what he claims. His family, according to the BBC, is divided about whether they believe him.

 I nudged Calvin after I heard that.

Me: Did I hear that right?

Cal: Yeah. Zombies.

Me: This is the BBC, right? It must be a really slow news day.

So I Googled the story. The police plan to do DNA tests on the man and the body when it’s exhumed.

But I can see where this is going and how this is going to affect my life.

Tomorrow:

Me: Dear child, why have you not loaded the dishwasher as I requested.

Child: I was kidnapped by zombies.

Me (eyebrow arched): Really?

Child: Yeah, they brought me back because when they tried to eat me, I tasted bad.

Me: That makes sense. Go do the dishes now. Oh, and just so you know, the roof is coated with alien repellant, so they won’t be kidnapping you.




N.B. I just discovered that one of the ways Amazon recommends books to readers is the number of tags clicks for that novel. So if anyone wants to click "my tags," that would be great. The tags are located just under the What Other Items Do Customers Buy section.