He walked home as part of the exodus from the Business District, noticing that no one gave him more than a sideways glance. He saw Lucy, though even she pretended she hadn’t seen him. He knew she had.
He called into the supermarket, collecting a basket on his way in and proceeded to fill it with the supplies he would need for the next couple of days. There were limits to quantities. Food was strictly controlled. The rationing of food was yet another way the Archon overlords controlled them. As a Grade C citizen, he was allowed one loaf of bread a week, a 2 litre bottle of milk, a 250 gram block of cheese, a one kilogram bag of fruit and a 2 kilogram bag of vegetables, a dozen eggs and box of rolled oats. Meat was scarce, although being Grade C he could choose to purchase two chickens, two
