That afternoon, Evelyn Ford trimmed her hair, which had gotten a little long. She even treated herself to a rare face mask. Afterward, she placed two potatoes on the space heater to roast. She set up the folding bed in the living room, laid out her quilt, and climbed in. The radio couldn't get a signal, serving only as a decoration.
As the potatoes on the space heater began to cook through, Evelyn felt as if she had been transported back to her childhood.
After eating the potatoes, Evelyn grew sleepy and drifted off.
When she woke up the next day, the temperature had dropped another two degrees. Evelyn felt a heavy, sinking feeling in her lower abdomen. She knew this was bad news.
