Happy A. LEE MARTINEZ APPRECIATION DAY!!
In celebration, here’s some free short fiction. Enjoy!
Grandpa got that faraway look as they drove past the solar farm. “Right here is where I strangled a raider for a can of gas.”
Shane said, “You’ve told us, Gramps.”
His sister Lenore, sitting in the seat beside him, shook her head and smiled. The world was still rebuilding. There were the irradiated wastelands to the south and the dwindling cannibals to the east. But things were better and getting better.
“Saw my best friend get eaten by a giant scorpion there,” said Grampa from the backseat.
“The last giant scorpion died fifteen years ago, Gramps,” said Lenore.
Grampa grumbled. Mom said it was hard to understand what his generation went through. After the bombs and barbarism, when the human race was reduced to pockets of warring tribe fighting over scarce resources.… Read the rest “The Last Days of the Apocalypse”