As we drove, the devastation in the town was everywhere. Buildings were in ruin. Innocents passed by, ducking their heads, careful not to meet our gaze as they hurried past. Others gave us dirty looks, their eyebrows pulling together. And the old saying "if looks could kill" passed through my mind more than once. We drove a bit farther and spotted the convenience store. It was dark, desolate. They must have closed about an hour before, or for much longer, if the truth was ...