Jennifer L. Armentrout Quote
Back in the day, I had this plan for the off chance that I was around for the whole end-of-the-world business. It involved climbing up on my roof and blasting R.E.M.’s It’s the End of the World as We Know It (And I Feel Fine), but real life never turns out that cool.It was happening—everything about the world as we knew it was ending, and it sure as hell did not feel fine.Opening my eyes, I inched back the flimsy white curtain. I peered outside, beyond the porch and the cleared yard, into the thick woods surrounding the cabin Luc had stashed in the forests of Coeur d’Alene, a city in Idaho I couldn’t even begin to pronounce or spell.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
Back in the day, I had this plan for the off chance that I was around for the whole end-of-the-world business. It involved climbing up on my roof and blasting R.E.M.’s It’s the End of the World as We Know It (And I Feel Fine), but real life never turns out that cool.It was happening—everything about the world as we knew it was ending, and it sure as hell did not feel fine.Opening my eyes, I inched back the flimsy white curtain. I peered outside, beyond the porch and the cleared yard, into the thick woods surrounding the cabin Luc had stashed in the forests of Coeur d’Alene, a city in Idaho I couldn’t even begin to pronounce or spell.
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