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When the sun belched and the power grid failed, it was only nine meals until the end of the world.
Billy "Shep" Shepard always thought the apocalypse would come from an asteroid with a funny name, or a super bug, or a nuclear war, or even Yellowstone blowing its top. It came from none of those things. Instead it came from an angry sun in the form of the biggest Coronal Mass Ejection mankind had ever seen - and it slapped the human race back a century.
In these grim times, people kill for food, water and weapons. They scratch out a feeble existence after "The Ejection." But not Shep. His biggest question each day in his underground bunker is "Cheese Ravioli, Beefaroni or SpaghettiOs?"
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When the sun belched and the power grid failed, it was only nine meals until the end of the world.
Billy "Shep" Shepard always thought the apocalypse would come from an asteroid with a funny name, or a super bug, or a nuclear war, or even Yellowstone blowing its top. It came from none of those things. Instead it came from an angry sun in the form of the biggest Coronal Mass Ejection mankind had ever seen - and it slapped the human race back a century.
In these grim times, people kill for food, water and weapons. They scratch out a feeble existence after "The Ejection." But not Shep. His biggest question each day in his underground bunker is "Cheese Ravioli, Beefaroni or SpaghettiOs?"
Read on Amazon
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