Most insurance plans accepted.
That's the fine print at the end of the commercial for The Pastures - a field of impossibly green grass behind the cemetery, ringed in electric fence, where the town of Palmdale keeps its dead relatives until their bodies finish giving out. There's a shuttle tour with barred windows. There's a hotline: 1-888-DIGNITY. There's a jingle.
Sixteen-year-old Cindy Scott starts keeping a journal the day the first infected man is wheeled into her father's E.R. She keeps writing through the curfews, the checkpoints, and the Halloween decorations nobody bothers to take down. She's still writing when her beautiful, vicious older sister sneaks out to meet a boy and comes home bitten - and when their father quietly empties both girls' college funds on a black-market vaccine that isn't working.
Audrey is turning. It's taking months. Her bedroom is across the hall.
And out on the street, someone has started spray-painting CLEARED on the doors of houses where living people used to be.
Notes from the End of the World is a zombie apocalypse told in diary entries - funny, filthy-mouthed, and quietly devastating. The dead are the least of what's coming.