2040 was an important year to me for two reasons. First, it was when I decided to leave the Space Colonies and move back to Recife. Second, it was in 2040 I found out about The Cult.
After unhitching her camper at a lakeside in the mountains, Faye finds her rhythm cooking meals, retrieving crawfish from a trap, and scanning her old box radio for a station. She looks expectantly at the approach of a car or the mailman, explaining to