Chapter 18
“We know you’ve been studying on such things for a long time now, Mary,” Linda said. Her voice sounded calm, but even from the back row Etan saw the frustration on her face. He remembered it well from classes with her years ago. “One crop failure isn’t the end of the world.”
“It may not look like it from where you stand,” Mary said, “with the key to months worth of food safe in your pocket. But we’ve been preparing for a long time now, getting ready for what’s coming. If we decide this isn’t that big a deal, that everything will recover in time, who are you going to for help when the whole thing crashes all around us?”
“What are you proposing, Mary?” said Joey Price, the preacher from the Episcopal church in town. He’d started a clothing drive to go along with the food pantry
