Strangers in Time

by David Baldacci

and the electricity that was permitted was reliably unreliable.

It was a field of debris spawned by the depravity of humankind, minus the human.

“Seems like everybody’s sort of dead, Miss. Only some just don’t know it yet.”

But for Oliver, as even a casual observer of history could say with complete confidence, such one-man governing structures never ended well for anyone, not even the strongman.

Pain was a universal connection; everyone felt it at some point in their lives, physically, mentally, and/or emotionally.

“I guess it comes down to what you read and what you believe from what you read, eh?”

He had always assumed he could get along fine all by himself. Yet he also supposed that people weren’t really good at being alone, at least not all the time.

“Fightin’ a war seems quite hard,” observed Charlie.

It wasn’t so much the decisions you made, it was simply who you stumbled into while you were trying to work out important matters.

That was the way the world worked, Molly well knew. Highs and lows and long periods of a normal existence in between.