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Nora stepped out, wiping grease from her hands onto a tattered rag. She looked tired, her eyes rimmed with the permanent exhaustion of someone who slept with one ear pressed to the floorboards.

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Nora reached out, her hand calloused and steady, and placed it over his. "Everyone is, Peter. That was true even when the grocery stores were full. The difference is, now we know exactly what we’re fighting for." Nora stepped out, wiping grease from her hands

"Just thinking about the odds," Peter said, not looking up. "We’ve outlasted the cities. We’ve outlasted the first few winters. But the walls are getting thinner, Nora." "Everyone is, Peter

"The walls are fine," she snapped, though there was no heat in it. She sat beside him, the physical proximity a rare comfort. "We have the garden. We have the perimeter wire. We’re still here."

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