The Quake: A Short Story

Preeti sighed as the ground lurched violently under her feet once again. The man was a veritable nuisance.
“Oh no not those,” she repeated with slight irritation in her voice. “The white ones. They’re crunchier. I told you didn’t I?”
“Are you suicidal?” the man growled, frustrated. “This building will collapse any second now and you’ll die, taking me with you!” he spat.
Preeti sighed again. “You do realise that we are surrounded by multi-storied apartments on both sides of the road, right?” she...