"Everything okay?" I asked worriedly.
"My inhaler is running low" the boy explained: "There's nothing around here!”
"I'll help you look for it.”
"Yes, I'm fine. Don't bother... as soon as we get out of here I'll look in another pharmacy...”
We rejoined the rest, and several minutes later we were on our way back to the Caravan. The streets were completely dark, a blackout had occurred, just as the store manager had mentioned. The patrolling helicopters were lighting our way with those huge searchlights, every time they passed over us. Jeff was also a great help as he had packed several flashlights. As we were leaving, I could see hundreds of people rushing by desperate to get in, many mentioning that the other two supermarkets south of town were completely empty. I realized how lucky we
