Trail of Misery * N A Broadley

Mitch, her husband, had been the first to get sick, he began to show symptoms just before the start of Christmas break. His body wasting away as the virus wreaked havoc. The smell of his vomit permeating every room in the house, the diarrhea that left him spent and panting for breath. He lasted just three days, by January he was dead but not before he vomited so hard that he ruptured something inside and the blood began leaking from every orifice on his body.

A deadly virus has left Beth alone and afraid.She must leave her home with almost no supplies when she is attacked by a neighbor. Now forced to set out on the Appalachian Trail with only her backpack, two guns and a turkey carving knife. Will it be enough for one woman alone in the wilds?On a mission to find safety and a place to survive, Beth finds others in an unlikely trio struggling to find a new life. A young girl, mute with eyes blue as glass, a convict with a rage against evil, and a dog left abandoned by the merciless virus. But… There are others on the trail. And they have more sinister motives. They’re on a mission, too – to take whatever they can from whomever they find. They won’t give up the chase until they get what they want.And they want everything.

She was running. Where? South. She knew that if she had any chance of surviving, she would have to leave the cold north of her home state and look for warmer climates. The winter had been too hard. She had run out of food, run out of ways to keep her house warm. And run out of being alone. She needed others. She needed those who were more prepared, smarter, more skilled than she was. She had no clue what she was doing. And no idea of how to survive in these times. She was living day to day off of little more than gut reaction. Were there any places left that would be safe? Could she find other survivors that would maybe let her join them?

The first half of the book was good, single woman against the post apocalyptic world ruled by men who only want to do what the Walking Dead have implied: to survive as a man you must capture and have a harem of women to use whenever your urges overtake you.

Our heroine saves two captive women and kills off the attacking men. Yay! Strong woman role model.

But then it all goes haywire when we have an escaped prison inmate helping them along, leaving meat for them to eat and slowly taking on the role of protector. It made no sense to me that after one of the party is taken by some very bad guys, the two people that are capable of rescuing her take several days to get to it. A lot of terrible can happen in four days.

There are also a lot of editing issues, especially with respect to sentence structure and punctuation.


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