The U.S. of After Chapter 35

Ethan A pecking crow was my alarm clock. Actually several crows.  I opened my eyes and craned my head around to see one pecking at the wound on my leg. “Get off me, you bird!”  I screamed, and I guess he figured I wasn’t dead, so he flew off along with all his other buddies.

The U.S. of After Chapter 20

Jacob Thanks be to God. I rest in his mercy and grace. The morning dust blew across the vacant highway.  Grass, once green and now the color of wheat before a harvest, grew up between the cracks of the unkept pavement.  I hadn’t seen any vehicles in a while and that was a good thing.