What The Bloom Leaves

Maren was 19 when the Collapse hit--old enough to remember the before, young enough to adapt.
In the early years she ran with the convoy group crossing what used to be the Midwest. She learned to drive, to fight, to read weather and people with equal precision. When the convoy fractures--internal, ugly, the kind of collapse that comes from the inside--she walks away alone and doesn't look back.