Marilyn is sixty years old and well past the normal child-bearing years. She has been married a number of times, had a family, and yet finds herself with no partner late in life. Ralph, her friend since childhood, introduces her to Mr. Drop-dead gorgeous. Life choices, with few prospects, are looking up. The unimaginable happened to the country, and she chooses to become pregnant again. She hopes to help repopulate the country with precious children, to save our failing race. Definitely not some mega healthy, perfect body workout nut--significantly overweight, with both asthma and diabetes, yet six months pregnant with African American children. To add to this situation, her eighty-five-year-old mother is also pregnant. This is not the unusual part of the story, here in the year 2030. The unusual part is her family is the extreme minority and are endangered. The African American population was just a couple of hundred thousands over the almost extinct Native Americans. How did we get here? Ten years ago, we were doing well. As far as our population was concerned, a perfect storm of greed and mistrust almost wiped out the descendants of Africans in the country. Do I have the strength, with my fellow of the Generation X's and Baby Boomers, to fight to save the nation, and who is out to stop us?