A Kind of Freedom
by Wondra Vanian
Life after the apocalypse was hard. Being stuck in a bunker with thousands of other people and a dwindling supply of… well, everything was a big part of the problem. There was also the fact that everything they did have had been recycled dozens of times over. Every item of clothing worn by every person in the bunker was second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth-hand.
Only one thing could make life after the apocalypse any worse: being the only living relative of the man who had caused it.
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