Jake sees a different side of Valerie. Jake and his father connect and he shares some passions with others. We get grim news about a family member.
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creative writing: devastation. the life after (chapter 13)
Jake cares for his father and works on the property. He has a less than pleasant interaction with Valerie and takes in an alternate living style.
creative writing: devastation. the life after (part 12)
Jake makes a shady decision and learns important family history. His dad has a health scare and Jake lays it all on the table.
creative writing: devastation. the life after (part 11)
Jake adapts to his new living arrangement and is taken back in time in the apartment. He goes to Maggie’s to get his things and breaks all ties. He also connects with his dad and learns heartbreaking news.
creative writing: devastation. the life after (part 10)
Jake continues to work through his internal struggles. He continues to research and has to face Maggie. Jake learns news about his father and everyone’s life is changed.
creative writing: devastation. the life after (part 9)
Jake struggles with new thoughts and feelings. He heads back to apartment 116 to learn more about Samuel and runs into complications.
Part 9
creative writing: devastation. the life after (part 8)
Jake struggles with Maggie and his own thoughts. Maggie says that she is done and Jake imagines life before the Devastation.
creative writing: devastation. the life after (part 7)
In a future world where a pandemic recreated society, a man stumbles upon a record of what happened from a survivor’s perspective and relearns humanity for himself in the process.
Part 7
creative writing: devastation. the life after (part 6)
In a future world where a pandemic recreated society, a man stumbles upon a record of what happened from a survivor’s perspective and relearns humanity for himself in the process.
Part 6
creative writing: devastation. the life after (part 2)
What would life after a pandemic look like? (Part 2)
It has been years since the devastation. Well, that is at least what I have called it. It has been long enough that the memories have begun to lose their shape. But, not long enough that I have forgotten.