Salt
Wednesday, November 18th, 2009When the first wave came, we were ready. We had anti-radiation agent, and we holed up in the basement. We weren’t worried at all. The government would come through soon with scan-raids and life would get back to normal, like it always did. Only this time, the trucks didn’t come.
We ate the animals first, after the stores were emptied. A few people were crushed in panic or killed in the night. Them next. We joked about it. ”You can get anything down,” we said “with enough salt.”
We started a lottery last week. In the corner my three year old is crouching over a spilled cabinet, eating salt.