"Its 1962. The end of summer is approaching, and we're on the clock," I began. "We have four years, because when summer ends in 1966, a different cloc... starts ticking, and there's not going to be a lot of time on that clock."I saw a lot of nods at that, a few people were even taking notes."As a group, what is our biggest asset in surviving the loss of most of the world's people, and possibly its infrastructure?" I asked. Dad knew the answer, as we'd had this conversation already, but he. Carolyn glarred at him and told him never to say anything like that again.David and his mother did not always get along to well. David's parents were divorced ten years ago and David opted to live with his father in Boston. When David was seventeen he moved back with his mother. His mother had not paid much attention to David. David's mother made him work at the shop mainly helping with inventory and running the cash register. At first David thought it would be a great place to meet women,. A quick learner about more than music. You said you have bagels?" Frozen." I got one out. "Takes two shots in the toaster but comes out fine. Sit down, I'll play waiter. Butter or cream cheese?" Butter, and a little jam if you have it." I fetched both and set them out. Meantime she'd poked around my cabinets enough to find a small glass. "Orange juice?" she asked."Top shelf of the icebox," I said, poking the toaster back down for the bagels' second go-round."The what?" she asked."Icebox.. It's funny how our mind constructs excuses and drapes itself in all kinds of morals and altruism if it furthers our own wishes. It's how we cheat ourselves.For next two weeks, life went by as it used to, except for some lazy mind storming during lunch breaks. As usual, my office buddies harassed me for standing up the date that they so painstakingly arranged. As usual, the boss reminded me not to dally. As usual, as I waited for the day to end, I also waited for some kind of epiphany, drew some.