“Why are you here.”

Wasn't it obvious? There were lines around the block to sign up for the E.D.C. and had been ever since the attack that melted southern California. “To fight aliens, same as you.” I tried to keep the irritation out of my voice but knew…

Bartholomew and Nicholas knew the time to hit the road was coming.

It was that season. Not only that, but the road was calling to them in a language few could understand.

They sold farm tools out of an old hearse. Not the most glamorous of jobs but a jo…