text:  What drove her to reach for her phone was the racket of those many feet when he climbed up the raincoat that somebody had left dangling off the side of the bed. It was a dry and ominous sound, the first sound on the surface of the earth after the stunned silence following apocalypse. "'There's an enormous cockroach in our bedroom,' she whispered without saying hello. "'An enormous gold brooch?' he said."