![]() ![]() ![]() Food had been hard to come by lately, and none of them had possessed an extra ounce of fat when Armageddon had struck Earth six months earlier. She was too thin, her tank top and shorts accentuating her starved appearance. Despite Tara’s serene expression, her appearance made Lindsey wince. “Not yet.” Lindsey put the binoculars down and looked at her mother. The breeze was cooling in the heat of the early spring sun. The sharp sea breeze lifted Tara and Lindsey’s matching chestnut locks and Aaron’s soft gray strands. ![]() Her father Aaron squinted through his own set of binoculars while her mother Tara crouched between them, her face eternally peaceful as always. Lindsey had watched it come down half an hour earlier. The Kalquorian shuttle had landed hard, skipping across the blond sand like a stone skipping across the water. The silver oblong shape lying on the beach tilted to one side, one of its landing struts badly bent. Lindsey McInness peered through her binoculars from the top of the office building, looking at the Fort Lauderdale beach three blocks away. Imagination and not to be confused with fact. All characters, events, and places are of the author’s ![]()
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