There you were, just minding your own business, and suddenly the earth split beneath your feet. Everything good, everything familiar tumbles around you in busted shards, or it's ash, or is on fire. That's the scene of the earthquake where Charlie's working, helping to dig out the living and ID the dead. But it's an all-too-apt metaphor for her personal life, which has shifted in an eye-blink from Getting' By to Full-On Catastrophic. Again.
