Annie - The zombie hunter

Anne is Maggie's daughter who is now six years old. We all go every December to San Francisco to Christmas shop. The kids and I also hunt zombies whenever we get the chance (more stories on that later). So when Annie was 4, in December of 2017 we were staying on Union Square and I was having my morning cigar about 5:30am on the wall facing the St. Francis where we were staying.

Annie came up to me and said "My mother said there are no such things as zombies". I said "Oh really, why don't you go get your mother and we'll see about that because San Francisco is filled with zombies". Maggie, Annie and I walk down an alley about a half block north of Union Square and about 30 feet in front of us is a two or three foot tall stack of flattened cardboard boxes. As we watched, an arm came out from the middle and we heard "Aaarrghh". Annie screamed "It's a zombie, run Mom" (Note she didn't say run PaPa Tom). She took off running and screaming and was half way across Union Square when I caught up to her. I said "Well, I guess I settled that question". She was terrified and said "Is it coming after us"?