Outside, there are more and more dead trees—scorched-looking pines and leafless shrubs, and I guess we’re coming up toward the exclusion zone, which extends in an eighteen-mile radius around the site of the Mount Rushmore bombing. Back in the Guiding Star, I had a Geiger counter which would have told me how much radiation was wafting over me, and I know that this can’t be good for my potential prostate cancer, but what can I do?
Somebody nuked Mt. Rushmore?
