You, however, are now dead. Your body won’t digest food, and you don’t need to breathe. So where does the energy come from?”“Um...” Dana had... no idea.“Think. Why do zombies eat the flesh of the living?”“Because they’re hungry?”“Right. But why? They don’t need to eat. Technically, zombies don’t digest food. So why do they eat human flesh at all? Why consume something that can’t be digested?”“Wait. If they don’t digest it, wouldn’t they get full?”“Aha!” Zel flipped to another page in her book.. I guess it is human nature to believe beauty over the earned character of an aged face. The Lord knows that people make that mistake all of the time.“I’ve come to the conclusion that God fearing people don’t know how to deal with evil. We pray to God; but he plays by the rules while evil doesn’t. Our instinct is to get out a gun and send the devil back to hell, but our civilized God fearing side says you don’t deal with evil that way. You’re supposed to expose evil to the light; which is just. " He recalled trying to beat down the wall she was erecting.Julie exhaled hard and nodded, visibly letting the tension in her shoulders go as he worked them with his fingers. He worked her shoulders and upper back as she sat enjoying his fingers. He worked over the top of her shoulders and she let her head drop back. He just started the front of her clavicle when a hand slid inside her pajama shirt and cupped her left breast. She jerked her head up quick, but he was quick to squat and whisper.. I don't think the touching was deliberate. Mike was too wrought up from fear and sobbing, but as I sat there with him I couldn't help thinking that only the thinnest and loosest of fabric separated his mouth from my clitoris. I suppressed the thought.I stayed with Mike until he was again sleeping soundly. I felt very close to Mike. He was no longer the stranger who was also my brother. We had a connection. I'm alone in the world and I wanted to be needed. Mike needed me.The next morning I was.