I'm in Survival Hell, You're in Party Heaven
I gave them back their own words, one by one, exactly the way they'd given them to me.
"Then stay here. Stay right here. It's so safe in here, isn't it? Completely sealed. Nothing gets in. Not a bomb, not a zombie, not anything."
Dad dropped to his knees and slammed his forehead into the concrete floor over and over again, the thud of it echoing through the room, blood spreading across his skin. "No! That's not true! That's not true!
"Outside, it's spring! There's a barbecue out there! There's steak! There's everything!