Just...normal stuff. [ Or so she assumes. Yelling about taxes, worrying about whether global warming's happening. She hasn't thought about any of it in years. ]

It happened two years ago. The turn. [ The words different universe haven't entered her mind, but he clearly doesn't know, so she's going to have to explain it. Her voice has softened, a sort of mournful nostalgia coming into it. ] We heard on the news that there was a virus that was making people sick, all over the world. And then the TV stopped working. You couldn't call anybody, or get on the internet...

At first, we thought there'd be a cure. Like, if we could just keep all our friends and relatives safe for a while, the news would come back on, and the CDC'd be telling us we could fix it. But that's not how it worked out. [ A pause. ] Just about everyone's dead.

[ Including me, I think. ]