“What if I said you could forget it
all?”
“I'd do it in a minute. You know I
would.”
Derrick smiled. “Drink.”
Eloise sniffed. “Herbal tea?”
“You could say that.”
This piece was written in response to this weekend's Trifecta Writing Challenge.
This weekend is our last opportunity for a Halloween-inspired Trifextra, and of course, we can't pass that up. In 1937, a naked woman was found limping through the streets of Haiti. Upon interrogation, she was unable to give any details as to her identity. The woman was eventually identified in hospital as Felicia Felix-Mentor. The only issue is that Felicia Felix-Mentor had been dead for nearly twenty years. Felicia was, therefore, a zombie.
It so happens that well-known author and anthropologist Zora Neale Hurston was in Haiti researching a book at that time. Hurston met and photographed the woman/zombie, and pop culture took the story from there. Not surprisingly, there are a ton of internet articles discussing the authenticity of the claim of zombification, the chemical mix needed to create such a phenomenon, and then, of course, instruction on how we should all behave in the event of a zombie apocalypse. There is even a video on Youtube of Hurston describing the encounter.
Labels: flash fiction, Trifecta Writing Challenge