“Just in case the world ends tomorrow," she said. "We might as well enjoy today.”

“Mom, is the world coming to an end?" Jonny asked, picking up the plate of cookies and ramming one into his mouth."No, it isn'T," Mom said, folding her lawn chair and carrying it to the front of the house. "And yes, you do have to go to school tomorrow.”

“Maybe I'm wrong," Mom said. "Maybe the world really is coming to an end.""Should I try Fox News?" I asked.Mom shuddered. "We're not that desperate," she said.”

“What about desserts?" I asked. "If the world comes to an end, I'm going to want cookies.""We're all going to want cookies if the world comes to an end," Mrs. Nesbitt agreed. "And chips and pretzels. If the world is coming to an end, why should I care about my blood pressure?""Okay, we'll die fat," Mom said.”

“But today when I am 17 and warm and well fed, I'm keeping this journal for myself so I can always remember life as we knew it, life as we know it, for a time when I am no longer in the sunroom.”

“Trust in tomorrow...Every day of your life, there's been a tomorrow. I promise you, there'll be a tomorrow.—Alex Morales to Miranda Evans”

“Great, the worlds coming to an end and we're fixing it with Band-Aids”