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Cooper Howard had never labored under the impression he was a good man. A good man didn’t put a bug in his own wife’s Pip-Boy. A good man didn’t put aside his principles for a paycheck. And a good man certainly didn’t know the world was ending and let it happen.
No, Cooper Howard hadn’t been a good man before – and now? Now there were some who would say he wasn’t any kind of man at all.
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Lucy MacLean had always thought of herself as a good person. Being good was easy, after all. There was right and there was wrong, and all she had to do was follow what was right.
It was the simplest thing in the world to present herself as the newest link in the genetic chain. Marrying someone from Vault 32, bearing his child, furthering the future America, it was the right thing to do.
The Wasteland changed everything. All at once, things weren’t so simple. She had tried kindness and received only pain in return. She had tried to do what was right and this decaying world had thrown it back in her face.
Worst of all were the lies. If real, pure truth existed out here, Lucy had yet to find it.
Yes, the Wasteland had changed everything – and if she wasn’t careful, it was going to change her right along with it.
