Endings: Dystopian Post Apocalyptic Zombie Thriller (Parables From the Apocalypse book 1)
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Lost in thought, Atlanta exit signs came up sooner than he expected. The last few hours had done nothing to dissuade him from the task at hand. The only people that mattered were your own people. That's what those freak huggers had taught him. Hell, that's what a little girl had taught him. Right or wrong, your people are your people. You stick with them for as long as it takes. The navigation screen beeped, informing Chaz he had arrived.
The sign read "Atlanta City Hall." The st...reets were pretty quiet for this time of day, but pretty normal for an impending apocalypse. Chaz pulled up over the curb, and onto the sidewalk in front of city hall. No point blocking traffic and pissing someone off enough to vandalize the vehicle. Not that anyone really would, considering what it was. He wouldn't be long anyways. He got out, took the keys and locked it. While no one would likely steal the vehicle, there were enough weapons inside to arm a small gang. No point in giving anyone stupid ideas, he thought. Taking only his sidearm, Chaz walked to the front doors and paused. What if he did find Abby and the kids? Would they even want to talk to him? Would they even care? He didn't want much. Just to see them once more, and say his goodbyes. He hadn't thought much further. What if they didn't want him to find them? What if they had as much hate in their hearts for him as he did for those freaks? He did leave them. At least physically, he did. He went off to war, and left them to fend for themselves. He left them to take care of each other, in a way he couldn't. But it was Abby that had left him emotionally. The kids never really had a choice in the whole screw-up. Who did they blame for it? Likely me, he thought. Their mom was always there. She'd never left them, and she was the one that told the story. She could be pretty fair when she wanted to. But this time ...
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Lost in thought, Atlanta exit signs came up sooner than he expected. The last few hours had done nothing to dissuade him from the task at hand. The only people that mattered were your own people. That's what those freak huggers had taught him. Hell, that's what a little girl had taught him. Right or wrong, your people are your people. You stick with them for as long as it takes. The navigation screen beeped, informing Chaz he had arrived.
The sign read "Atlanta City Hall." The st...reets were pretty quiet for this time of day, but pretty normal for an impending apocalypse. Chaz pulled up over the curb, and onto the sidewalk in front of city hall. No point blocking traffic and pissing someone off enough to vandalize the vehicle. Not that anyone really would, considering what it was. He wouldn't be long anyways. He got out, took the keys and locked it. While no one would likely steal the vehicle, there were enough weapons inside to arm a small gang. No point in giving anyone stupid ideas, he thought. Taking only his sidearm, Chaz walked to the front doors and paused. What if he did find Abby and the kids? Would they even want to talk to him? Would they even care? He didn't want much. Just to see them once more, and say his goodbyes. He hadn't thought much further. What if they didn't want him to find them? What if they had as much hate in their hearts for him as he did for those freaks? He did leave them. At least physically, he did. He went off to war, and left them to fend for themselves. He left them to take care of each other, in a way he couldn't. But it was Abby that had left him emotionally. The kids never really had a choice in the whole screw-up. Who did they blame for it? Likely me, he thought. Their mom was always there. She'd never left them, and she was the one that told the story. She could be pretty fair when she wanted to. But this time ...
What to read after Endings: Dystopian Post Apocalyptic Zombie Thriller (Parables From the Apocalypse book 1)?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Norman Christof to read onlineMoreLess
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