"Water, water every where,
Nor any drop to drink.

Maybe my journey's not so done.

Today's been.... I can't even describe it.

I guess I'll start at the first. My mother's dead. I mean, I guess I already knew that. But now I know that. Her name was Louise Spalding. She was a redhead, of course, and a firefighter in Alaska. She died the night I was born. She didn't even get to name me. It says 'Baby Spalding' on my birth ( Read more... )

Hope had had what was likely the worst week of her life. This was counting all the years she'd grown up in the worst version of a post-apocalyptic Earth that could exist ( Read more... )

I can't do this.

[She's sitting on a bed, wiping at her eyes and gulping back sobs. Deep breaths. She's not going to cry. Not now.]

I was wrong. I'm not ready. I lied to Nathan.

People are dying for me.

[A small sob escapes her lips and she chokes it back, calming herself again.]

He died.... in my arms....

I just can't do this.