Chapter 1“Shit.” A thin red line welled up across the palm of her hand, right below the base of her thumb. Becca angrily tossed the empty can of Diet Mountain Dew she had just ineffectively crunched off the porch. It hit the trunk of the old oak tree her mother was so fond of and fell to the ground, not making as much as a thud. Even Freckles, her heeler mix, made no move to go after it, though he’d looked up at Becca when she’d yelped.
“Didn’t I tell you not to do that?”
Becca’s mom had chosen just that moment to step outside. She was in baggy shorts and one of her flowing shirts, holding a coffee mug, even though it was after eight. During normal times she would have already been at the office. But nothing was normal anymore, not since this Corona garbage had started, and Becca was utt
