I was at A&W when the world ended. There were probably worse places to be. Airplanes fell from the sky, ships ran aground, power was lost…and I got to finish my root beer float before I had to contemplate my new reality.
( I’d like to say I knew it was a drill, but to be honest I didn’t. )
Notes: This photo was long sought after, and finally taken by Emma while we were driving across the countryside this summer. I like to describe it as "The A&W at the End of the Universe", and then Tessa Gratton suggested something dystopic might be in order.