Worth of Souls

World War III took my family - would the destruction claim my heart? Mom's bleeding in my arms. She could die any moment, but not before she's made me promise three things: Pray. Don't trust anyone. Stay alive. I promise, but I don't know if I can keep them. Not surviving World War III doesn't scare me, it's surviving it that does. And without the excitement of seeing Bodey every day, did I even want to try?

Pregnancy is supposed to be a young mother's happiest moment. And I am, except that the leader of the community only allows 200 people in our group to live at a time. My baby will make 201. I have two choices, choose someone in our home to die, or they'll make that choice for me. The community is supposed to be our shelter from the aftermath of World War III, but it's anything but.