In exactly eight months, five days, three hours and thirteen minutes, Mac has to choose what she’ll be for the rest of her life. What eighteen year old Mac Thorne doesn’t know will probably kill her. It seems, perhaps, becoming a grim reaper isn’t just about the dead but more about a much needed shift in Quincy’s priorities-from who she thinks she wants to be to who she really is. Instead of maintaining her coveted popularity status, Quincy’s goes down like the Titanic. Like when she’s reassuring her friends she wants nothing to do with former best friend Ben Moorland, who’s returned from god-knows-where, and fails. It doesn’t take long for Quincy to realize the only way out of the game is to play along especially since Death can find her anyway, anywhere, anytime. She’s supposed to enjoy her sophomore year, not learn about some freaky future Destiny says she has no choice but to fulfill. There's no way sixteen year old Quincy Amarante will become the fifth grim reaper.
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