'Get up!' she heard in her mind. 'Get moving! You have much to do!'Tabatha moaned wearily. This was her third month in exile. She didn't know how she ...ept track of the days, but something in her mind always let her know what day it was. She was alone on a dead world, and she knew it was Tuesday, not Wednesday. She didn't know what year it was, but she didn't care.The voice had been driving her for over a month now. It had shown her where she could find caches of stored food. Not all the food. I watched as they kept getting in. Before I knew it. The whole train was full. They moved around the girl in front of me. They were on my sides. I was now squeezed between the bodacious girl and Japanese business men.I laughed on the inside. They were all shorter than me and the girl in front of me. Maybe the tallest business guy was 5ft2. I laughed more as none of them spoke English. They turned to each other. They were not looking at me or the girl with her left hand on the metal pole in. Mallory giggled in response while Megan gave a forced smile."Now, it's time for the very special event," Bill said. "And that is of course, the birthday spankings!"The guests cheered. Megan's face went beet red."All right girls, drop your drawers!" Bill said. "Both of you!"Holding them by their shoulders, Bill pulled both of the girls close."Now which of these lucky girls should get her little bottom spanked first?" Bill asked.There was disagreement in the crowd, with most of Mallory's friends. Jacob ran his hand through his black hair, which had now grown somewhat long. He thought about how he must have turned twenty one sometime while they were down there, his birthday being in September. He never could have imagined spending his birthday locked away in a bomb shelter with no one but his little sister. The attacks began three months ago in the middle of August. Jacob and Jess were the only ones home when the TV channels switched, broadcasting emergency messages that warned of the.