"The bad boys, mommy! The bad boys!" Chloe cried as she sat concealed in the hidden room her father had constructed. The hidden door, which lead in from the kitchen, creaked open.       Chloe gasped.      "Chloe?"...

     Hiking through the woods in the near dark now, Gwendolyn knew these woods just as well as in the pre-war daylight. Ethan, her missing husband, would take her on walks through the woods surrounding their home on...

     Chloe wrapped an arm around Gwendolyn’s waist as they continued on passed the dark windows of the town hall to the river. The empty bucket swaying in her other hand. "But mommy, how do we know we'll...