Apocalypse Cowboy: Futuristic Romance With Zombies - Plot & Excerpts
How she resented the easy way Brody had slipped into her life in less than a day. He moved around the kitchen like he owned it, cooking on the Coleman stove with the window above it and the side door open for venting, totally at home in the kitchen. A surprise given he could barely toast bread when he left. The food he plated smelled heavenly too, the jerk. Leave it up to him to prepare something delicious. She had yet to master the art of camp-stove cooking without burning their meal. Thank god for the propane center in town they could use for refills. She just hoped she never saw it run out, or they’d have to resort to a true firepit. The only thing she knew how to cook on those was marshmallows. At least running water had never been as issue as they’d always had a well with a gravity fed pump, but she did worry about the septic system one day overflowing out in the yard, a problem she hoped lay many years in the future.
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