Formula for Survival

Lately, Milo's favorite snack had been sun-dried sweet potato slices. He'd munch on them straight, sticky juice smudging his lips.

But no mother could let her kid survive on that alone every day.

Mara even forgot to eat. She pushed her bowl aside, handed Milo to Colin, and pulled Sadie aside to talk privately.

Sadie had raided a bunch of supermarket warehouses, stocking up on all kinds of things,