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White Flag of the Dead

Book 5: Dead Surge

Copyright Joseph Talluto 2012

Smashwords Edition


As the sun finally dipped below the horizon, Dutch Smallwood stepped out of his farmhouse. The day had been warm, and the cool evening air felt good on his sweaty skin. The growing corn was coming in well, better than it had in years. The other crops he had going were doing pretty well, too. Over the last few winters, his wife had become fairly skilled at canning, so food for the family had never become a problem. Meat was still on the scarce side, but it showed up on the supper table more often than not. All in all, things were relatively normal, except for the dead getting up and walking around.

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