Welcome to another Six Sentence Sunday. Today we continue with our Mexican Stand-Off set in my Post-Zombie-Apocalypse world. These two are going to have to band together and start playing nice eventually, but not quite yet.
Our heroine has just asked the mysterious Englishman with his gun pointed at her what his name is...
Pale blue eyes narrowed on her. He had the tall, dark and handsome thing going on though his face was a bit severe. Guess living the post apocalyptic dream did that to you. “We’re going to play get to know you?”
“Why not?” Her back had started to ache and her arms were straining from holding the gun.