World After (Penryn & the End of Days, #2)

by Susan Ee

There are kids my age, but I don’t recognize any of them. Even though a lot of them are as tall as adults, they don’t stray far from their parents. Some of the girls are tucked under the arms of their moms or dads like little kids. They seem safe and secure, protected and loved, looking like they belong. I wonder what that’s like? Is it as good as it looks from the outside?