In the air from the Rio Grande back to Los Alamos, New MexicoAmber leaned her head against Alex's shoulder and drifted off to sleep under the monotony of the whirring blades. Alex held her close, the only sense of normalcy left. So many people missing, and the world breaking apart at her feet. She'd find a way to build a new life, with or without Karen, Brandon, or her mom. A sob snuck out under the sound of the blades. She'd rather have her mom beside her. There was so much she needed to know about life that her mom had never had time to teach her.
The tone of the blades changed.
Amber sat up and looked out the window.
The helicopter landed. This time the blades slowed until they moved about the speed of a ceiling fan on medium. The crew waved them all off.
Alex and Corbo helped Livia
