Alice in Zombieland by Gena Showalter EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Gena Showalter
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Down the Zombie Hole
Six months ago
“Please, Alice. Please.”
I lay sprawled on a blanket in my backyard, weaving a daisy chain for
my little sister. The sun shone brightly as puffy white clouds ghosted across
an endless expanse of baby blue. As I breathed in the thick honeysuckle and
lavender perfume of the Alabama summer, I could make out a few shapes.
A long, leggy caterpillar. A butterfly with one of its wings shredded. A fat
white rabbit, racing toward a tree.
Eight-year-old Emma danced around me. She wore a glittery pink
ballerina costume, her pigtails bouncing with her every movement. She was
a miniature version of our mother and the complete opposite of me.
Both possessed a slick fall of dark hair and beautifully uptilted golden
eyes. Mom was short, barely over five-three, and I wasn’t sure Em would
even make it to five-one. Me? I had wavy white-blond hair, big blue eyes
and legs that stretched for miles. At five-ten, I was taller than most of the
boys at my school and always stood out—I couldn’t go anywhere without
getting a few what-are-you-a-giraffe? stares.
Boys had never shown an interest in me, but I couldn’t count the number
of times I had caught one drooling over my mom as she walked by or—gag
—heard one whistle as she bent over to pick something up.
“Al-less.” At my side now, Em stomped her slippered foot in a bid for my
attention. “Are you even listening to me?”
“Sweetie, we’ve gone over this, like, a thousand times. Your recital might
start while it’s sunny out, but it’ll end at dark. You know Dad will never let
us leave the house. And Mom agreed to sign you up for the program as long
as you swore never to throw a tantrum when you couldn’t make a practice
or a, what? Recital.”
She stepped over me and planted those dainty pink slippers at my
shoulders, her slight body throwing a large enough shadow to shield my
face from the overhead glare. She became all that I could see, shimmering
gold pleading down at me. “Today’s your birthday, and I know, I know, I
forgot this morning…and this afternoon…but last week I remembered that
it was coming up—you remember how I told Mom, right?—and now I’ve
remembered again, so doesn’t that count for something? ’Course it does,”
she added before I could say anything. “Daddy has to do whatever you ask.
So, if you ask him to let us go, and…and…” so much longing in her tone
“…and ask if he’ll come and watch me, too, then he will.”
My birthday. Yeah. My parents had forgotten, too. Again. Unlike Em,
they hadn’t remembered—and wouldn’t. Last year, my dad had been a little
too busy throwing back shots of single malt and mumbling about monsters
only he could see and my mom had been a little too busy cleaning up his
mess. As always.
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