Trish Hij and Her Husband Have Agreed to Live by Different Clocks

Trish Hij is taking a walk under the constant rolling thunder we've learned to live with. She stands there at the edge of town, which is now the edge of everything. And she really lets it out. No one hears her. The same reason we squint when leaving our homes. As though the sun might be there this time, but we all know the sun won't be there. Not since the trucks stopped coming.