Damn weather like this killed my Christy.

“They killed Christy, and Maude too,” Sam said bitterly through clenched, tobacco-stained teeth. Turns out Maude was Christy’s mom, Sam’s then young wife. Pale pink radiation clouds rode the wind over from the Nevada nuclear test site 125 miles away.

DOWN WIND BY WILLIAM CRAWFORD 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 48

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