Break From Reality. Daily.
This story is by Jessica Gilmartin and was part of our 2017 Spring Writing Contest. You can find all the Spring Writing Contest stories here. Deirdre knew it was going to happen before Becky landed. As Becky started her ten-foot freefall, Deirdre’s pole fell through the snow beside her. The snow was heavy powder on…
Jo huddles in the corner of the abandoned subway system employee break room, studying her maps. She only lights her candles down here when she absolutely has to, hanging thick blankets over the door to ensure no light leaks out any of the cracks. She has to get food tonight. She is almost out and afraid of waiting another day to scavenge.
She traces her hand over the map. She has been through all of the buildings on the block above. They are empty, were mostly empty by the time she got to them. She’s only been on this block about six weeks and is afraid to move on, but also afraid to stay.
