This thing’s been sitting in my drafts for months now. I just wish I could remember what inspired it. :-)

Jim, I like this very much until the last sentence. I enjoy your sentence I wonder how long it will be before she figures out how to make it up here. I imagined she was in the basement, too stupid to figure out the stairs, or strapped to a wheelchair and the husband going about his merry way, able to drowned out those horrible noises of her lost and bumping into things, like a blind person in a maze.

Ok, just how many times are you going to submit the same comment? ;-)

I debated on those last four words, but without them I feel like the story ends just a skosh too abruptly.

Nicely told. It’s very contained but also manages to give glimpses of the larger situation. Great, personal zombie tale.