This short story takes place in Allendale, California during August 4, 2026. Just nights ago, a bomb dropped, blowing up most of everything in sight. Leaving behind one house, a dog, and green radiation. This house was the only one left standing, the blast has charred a mirror image of what life was like before the blast.
What I like about this short story was that the house kept cleaning as if people still lived there. I like this because a normal house would be quiet and lonely. One thing I did not