Apr 22
4 min read
2029
A tale of a broken planet
“It’s everywhere now,” Mom says in panic mode, rubbing her sweating forehead. She rushes to the two-door refrigerator and commands as she opens it, “Throw them all away, Aimee.”
I frown. “What do you mean, mom?”
“It’s all contaminated,” she says. “The CDC just said so. We can’t eat any of this meat anymore. Let me turn on the TV.”
