"Daddy, I'm hungry..." Isabella said.
"Not now!" Eric alisema trying to listen to the radio. He took his eyes off the radio to drive. He approached a red light. "Tell me when the light turns green," he alisema looking down again. He finally got the radio to turn on. "Green!" Isabella said. Eric looked up and drove. "...Insane. The government recommends all survivors relocate to a fairly large city for protection." Eric didn't understand what it meant but he knew that if is was bad he'd protect his daughter with his life. He drove down the road realizing the radio wasn't making any noise. When he...
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