Avery is the oldest daughter. Normally, the hardship of being the oldest ends in college. You get to escape, live your own life, and meet someone you can love. Avery was lucky enough that she would never have to experience those things (can you hear the sarcasm?) and she is instead responsible for keeping her five younger siblings alive during the worst possible apocalypse. Along the way, she learns who she can and cannot trust. Sometimes the most broken people are the only people who can hold you up. Sometimes you have to be a little broken yourself before you can become better. (Unfortunately) ----------------------------------------------------------------- I think if Covid taught me anything, it's that supermarkets are the first thing to go. The shelves get emptied and anyone who didn't get there first goes without toilet paper for the next several months. Only this time, the shelves weren't going to be restocked. This time, it wouldn't just be the toilet paper that would be gone. "Emmie, where are you going," asked Raya. She looked up at me with her big brown eyes from behind the pantry door. Raya was three years old. She barely understood what was going on. I stuffed some bungee cords into my backpack from the top shelf.