“She'd been questioning Jenni's sanity for a while now, but then again, they were all slightly insane now, weren't they?”

“The crux of the argument was that Jenni was a bloodthirsty psycho and would waste all of the ammo while Juan was too stupid to understand guns were made to be fired.”

“We're meals on wheels," Jenni said with a bitter laugh. "Chewy center is what it's all about," Katie said gloomily.”

“I knew those fuckers were smarter than they appeared. Dammit, first they’re runners, now they’re climbers. They're breaking all the fucking zombie rules!" Juan looked personally insulted by this development.”

“During the meeting, Jenni paid attention only when they talked about killing zombies.”

“Well," Jenni said with a wry smile, "at least we live in Texas, where people actually own guns and hunt.”

“I felt the presence of the night all about me: a living, breathing entity, whispering soft words against my flesh.  I had never before felt the silken touch of the night caress me as I did now.  It was a frightening, yet exhilarating experience.  It was as if the night itself were attempting to seduce me.”