I had it all played out. Hordes of rioters would loot and burn the cities and then turn to the countryside. To us. I constantly imagined where we would hide. How we would survive. I canned shelves of vegetables and bought staples in bulk, imagining how my foresight might save our lives.
circa 1729 B.C. She stares at the ground as she walks, face aflame. The baby bump is becoming unmistakable, and she’s heard the whispers. With a stealthy… Read more “To the Girl Who Thinks She’s Too Far Gone – Great Days Are Coming”