The first zombie? or the second?

Easter Sunday. Sitting in church watching a play being put on by the kids. A retelling of Lazarus. Sketching in my notebook, a churchgoer next to me notices what I’m drawing. A zombie version of the Easter Bunny. “What’s that supposed to be?” the churchgoer asks. “Just a zombie. Like the Walking Dead.” I answer. “Zombie?” he asks a bit confused. I look up at the stage. Lazarus hasn’t been revived yet. I nod towards the stage, “You’ll see in a second.” I reply…