What if you love your best friend but feel trapped in a life with her? What if you love someone but the thing you can give her that will make her happy is a lie? What if the people who love you most, who you love most, have depths you haven’t realized? Kate and Bertie, BFFs since high school, spend a magical day at the Louvre while it’s closed. But Kate feels trapped in her life. Bertie isn’t ready for changes. Undercurrents of resentment and anger mar their last vacation together. Tuesday at the Louvre ends with Kate going one way, Bertie another. Bertie wakes up the next morning and it’s Tuesday, Louvre day. The next day is alsoTuesday. Deja vu mingles with the increasingly open hostility between the two friends. And then one day it’s not Kate with Bertie in the Louvre, but Dylan, the boyfriend she didn’t know she had. End of the World House is set in the near future or possibly just an imaginatively described present — bombings and growing police presence in the US, mega-conglomerate corporations so wealthy they have rockets, ever larger tent cities of homeless people, droughts and floods, and grocery shortages. This is the second book I’ve read this month about reliving an event until you get it right. It’s definitely the better written of the two. It certainly has a more satisfying ending.