Some Zombie Stories (A To Z Challenge)

QUICK NOTES: I have decided to change up my A to Z thing to accommodate people who DON'T have 750 hours of free time to read my posts.  From here on out, my A To Z challenge will be a 250-word short story in my ongoing series 250=1 (stories that are EXACTLY 250 words long, including the title).  For those interested, ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVW   Y Z... a story will still be running, but that will be in a separate post, so each day there'll be 2!

(Robin, at Your Daily Dose, is responsible for this change. Check her blog out!)

ALSO: The free book of the day (actually the week) is Eclipse: Claudius wanted to be the first man to reach the stars, but it was murder to get there. Get it free on Amazon by clicking here! 

And, now your first A To Z 250 story:

Some Zombie Stories, 5

Gimel sighed, and said “Let me explain again.”  Still, the children did not stop screaming and he wondered what had ever possessed him to take a job as a bus driver.  He put his saggy, withered face into his bony hands and felt one of his teeth pop out.  Some days it was not worth getting out of the graveyard.

“Kids,” he tried again, as the screams seemed to go into a lull.  That set them off all over, and now people in their yards were starting to look.  He held up a hand, trying to motion them to silence.

“You’re going to eat our brains!” one of the little girls screamed and at that, one of the larger boys, probably a fifth grader, took his hockey stick – were those even allowed on the bus? – and began brandishing it at him, yelling at Gimel to stay away.

Twenty-two hundred years of this, he thought to himself and then saw that the mothers had arrived from their houses, demanding to know what’s going on here and some of them shrieking in horror at him while others began calling 9-1-1 on their cell phones.

Gimel wondered if he should just put the bus in drive and roll away, take the bus as far as it would go and then shamble his way to some other attempt at life  He regretted, not for the last time, not taking that job as a dishwasher at the pub near the graveyard.

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How is this a story about C, today's letter? Originally, C and G were the same letter, and went by the name Gimel.

Read more 250=1 stories by clicking here to get a list of all of them.  Or, for the brave/people who have time, check out the C installment of my other ongoing story, below.