tt, across from me in our town's diner. He was pitching a blueprint for his "ultimate surv
e diner, the date. Ten days until the solar flar
payment, sponsorship. It never came. When the sky turned green and the grid failed, he locked us out-my pa
arp and clear: his real, sickening thoughts. This wasn't a dream. It was a second chanc
time, I'm taking it all back. And I'