What's Left of My World (What's Left of My World, #1)

by C.A. Rudolph

“Being aware of possible dangers, no matter where you are, who you’re with, or what you’re doing is paramount. But there will also come a time when you will need to take action. It goes without saying that if you or someone you love is threatened, that you must choose to act. It’s unfortunate, but sometimes the only thing that can stop a violent act is—violence.” “I know, Dad. I know,” Lauren said. “I’m not proud of what I did, L,” Alan offered, “but I’m proud of you.” Lauren turned to him and smiled. “I’m not proud of it either, Dad,” Lauren said. “But I’m glad you did it.

Did a robot download a dictionary and write this shitty book? These terrible books give male writers a bad name. Go ahead and describe the gun in such detail, but never say what the people look like. Nice job. And when your attacked by a rapist with a machete and your daughter is about to be raped and killed, let's sternly give her a lecture involving no emotion or touching of any kind. And all the women in the story are just follow commands and never show a wink of humanity. I have finished some god awful books. But I just can not continue past %20 on this flaming bag of poop. %20 in and you have no idea what causes the apocalypse! The only time I felt any emotion from this author, aside from his cold gun descriptions was discovering the beer. Zero feelings. You if you enjoy all that this guy is for you!