A Fistful of Dead Folk by Peggy Christie
Town's usually quiet. The cowboys work hard and drink hard at the saloon. Madame there treats 'em real nice. It is her job, after all. Sheriff. Preacher. Mayor. Just about got everything every other border town's got in the middle of Nowhere, Arizona. 'Cept this town's got somethin' else. This town's got the dead walkin'. The dead killin'. The dead...eatin'. Lots of 'em. Hordes of 'em. Hell, this town's gotta fistful of 'em and they ain't goin' nowhere.