False Dawn (1978)
“They were above the town of Paradise, in the wide cut that had once been the path of power lines. Now a few of the towers still stood, lonely as abandoned toys. The rest had fallen, their silver paint scaled and flaking.
“Here,” Evan breathed, his voice an exhausted thread.
Thea turned to him, feeling her way around the tangled debris. “Where?” she asked, frowning.
“Look.” He caught his breath, leaning heavily on the old struts. “We pull some branches over this and stay inside it for the night.” He pushed at the metal to show her how strong it was.
The broken tower creaked ominously and one of the braces bent.
“No,” said Thea, backing away from the thing.
Alarmed, Evan stepped back as well. “Maybe you’re right,” he said. “But, Thea, I have to stop. I’m stumbling I’m so worn out, and my balance is going.”
She looked at him, nodding. “What about another cabin?” she suggested tentatively. “Do you think we could find something?”
“No, not up here.
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