NINE OF TEN
READING AGE 16+
Wes Corrigan has one fixed point: Nora. She isn't in the room when he wakes. She doesn't answer when he tries to call. Every rule he learns, every bargain he makes, every time he decides to keep his mouth shut or open it, gets measured against one question: does this get me back to her?
The people around him want to survive too, but they don't trust him, and he doesn't blame them. He's a liar by his own account. What he doesn't say out loud is that he would rather be a liar who makes it home than an honest man who doesn't.
This isn't a romance in the usual sense—Nora is the reason, not the love interest on the page—but the marriage is the center of every choice. I wrote it for readers who like survival stories with a wife waiting at the end, even when the phone doesn't ring.
Unfold
The blood found the seam at the corner of the table, ran it to the edge, and let go. One drop. A pause long enough to be a decision. Then another.
Wes counted thirty-two of them before it occurred to him that counting would not get him anywhere, and then he counted nine more.
The dead man's hand hung off the ……
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