“I do miss this,” Del said, lifting the cup and sampling the aroma for a long moment before taking a sip. He’d stopped by, mostly to assure me that he was all right after his scare in the woods the previous week. “The smell, you know? There’s just something about that smell. The slightly bitter r...
Sniffles were the initial complaint, though most had dismissed them. Then coughing, much as had happened for Schiavo. When the fevers began, mid-grade, hardly anything over 101, Commander Genesee sounded the warning that the biological attack we’d expected, feared, and confirmed by downing the dr...
All of us. That decision was not agreed upon. It was imposed. “I’m not saying we’d resist,” Neil told Schiavo. “I’m just saying you don’t have to use the terms you are.” Requisitioning. That was what Schiavo had said. That she and her men were ‘requ...