This is the second part of a story of zombies during the revolutionary war. As I said before with my previous story, any comments of constructive criticism are appreciated. I shall continue this story until it’s end, and by the way, I know not when that end will come. I should let you know that I am hoping to get another story I wrote published eventually, so any help in that department will be met with much appreciation. And now, for the second part of my nameless zombie story.
“But mother, I want to help in the fight against the British, I want to avenge fathers death!” said Jennifer Miller. “You know how good of a shot I am with a musket; I learned when father took me hunting!” Jennifer’s father had died in debtor’s prison, when he was unable to pay the outrageous taxes the king had imposed.