Since only 20 million people would be Raptured, I was fairly confident I and my friends would continue our lives as if nothing happened.
Still, just to be sure, we gathered for a potluck and Zombie Movie Rapture Party just in case one of us got snatched by God. After all, we'd rather friends looted our homes than strangers.
As expected, none of us were Raptured.
Itzl and Xoco never even noticed anything unusal was happening. Itzl didn't alert on anything - no cars alarms, no Trumping of the Second
Comb-Over Coming, no Heavenly Hosts Hosannahing, no sounds of car accidents or explosions or sirens.
However, when we went outside, some of the neighbors didn't fare so well. We noticed that all the Raptured appeared to be older, dowdily dressed women. We looted a few things, but for the most part, we picked the clothes and things up to launder and give to a thrift store.
A few neighbors were surprised anyone in the neighborhood would be Raptured.
We did what any group of people left behind would do: we gathered to eat tacos and drink the Kool-Aid.
Itzl and Xoco napped.