The grand reveal: #projectIDGAF had a title all along. And seriously, I couldn’t have written this book if I GAF. It’s now on Kickstarter, because it was aimed square at April Fools’.
Jones said, “What do you want for your future?”
“I’m going to UCLA.” Katrina cradled her stomach, insisting that it settle down. “I’m taking Lance with me and getting a degree in mathematics.”
Jones was pretty certain she wasn’t, and Lance wasn’t either. “You know what I remember most from college?”“What?”
“Hope.”
Katrina laughed, but nervously.
“I’m serious,” Jones said. “When I was a kid, I hoped to change the world. I got a little older, I hoped to use my typewriter and my guitar to burn it all down. Then I got sucked into this job, and I hoped to save the world.”
“And now?”
Jones held silent while he swooped the Caddy around a tandem 18-wheeler, daring the approaching bus to smash them, almost scraping paint to swerve back in his lane. “Now I understand that saving the world means making sure tomorrow is pretty much the same as today.”