“The radiation will kill you,” I tell her, but she doesn’t listen. She wants out. She’s tired of this life without sun. Without open space. Without joy.
It’s been five hundred and seven days since the event came without warning. Luckily we got underground in time. But we had no time to look back. No final glimpse of Earth as we knew it. That mushroom cloud and the fast approaching nuclear winds would be our last impression of home.
“You really want out, don’t you?”
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300 stories 
Haunting. Excellent! Great twist.
Russ
To get so much sadness into so little space. Well done.
One of your best ones so far, loved it! Very Philip K. Dick.
Nice piece, this one.
Oh my goodness! I found this story even more touching when you let us know “she” was a dog than I did when I thought “she” was human
I’m not a dog person but I really like this one.
One of my favorites so far – and that’s saying something.
Very nice touch at the end! I’ll be sad when the last story comes up.
You packed a lot into this one. I think the hairs on my neck stood up when “she” barked at the inivisible enemy.
SUPERB!
Reblogged this on Odyssey of a Novice Writer and commented:
This one is haunting. It stays with you.
I loved this so much. Expected a woman, and SHE was a dog. In a way, this made it even more heartbreaking .
Reblogged this on W. K. Tucker and commented:
This story will stay with me for a long time.
Enjoyed reading this on W.K.Tucker’s blog. Gentle, poignant and memorable.
Nicely done
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