Housewives become Zombies in the quiet suburbs…Excerpt:A silent scream erupted from somewhere deep inside Crystal. She could feel the anger building, like something inside of her broke. Slowly counting to 10, she gently placed the camera on the sofa and spun back around to glare at her husband Alex, her thin summer dress swirling around her. Fine, I won’t pick up my camera again! I’ll spend all day in the kitchen. Trapped, she felt so trapped, unconsciously her upper lip curled like an angry dog.