The EMP hit like a bomb nobody saw coming. One moment Stephanie was welding steel and kissing her twin daughters goodnight. The next, the world was pitch black and screaming. She spent fifteen years erasing every trace of her prepper childhood so her girls could have birthday parties instead of bug-out drills. Now those drills are the only thing between her family and death by starvation, or worse. The welder’s torch becomes a weapon, the past she hated becomes her salvation.