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Thursday – The Book Club
Apr. 15th, 2010 03:43 pm.
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In March when I dropped by the new (used) bookstore, Bookworms, not too far from where I live, the lady behind the counter (Judy, the mother of one of the owners) invited me to join their book club when they met again in April. They would be discussing Water for Elephants by Sara Gruen, in large part because they had a lot of copies of it to sell. She put her hand on the stack of copies of this book that sat on the counter when she told me, and I could see they certainly did. I can imagine that when you run a used bookstore, it can be feast or famine with certain titles.
“It’s really good,” she told me, “I wasn’t sure I would like it, but I read it in about 4 days.” She told me a bit about the book and when I looked skeptical (it’s about a veterinarian in a circus during the Great Depression), she promised that it was an amazing book and that once I picked it up I would have a hard time putting it down. I added it to the stack of books I was buying, more because I was curious about what goes on at a book club meeting that I was about circus life in the 1930’s.
( Let me look at that cake. )
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In March when I dropped by the new (used) bookstore, Bookworms, not too far from where I live, the lady behind the counter (Judy, the mother of one of the owners) invited me to join their book club when they met again in April. They would be discussing Water for Elephants by Sara Gruen, in large part because they had a lot of copies of it to sell. She put her hand on the stack of copies of this book that sat on the counter when she told me, and I could see they certainly did. I can imagine that when you run a used bookstore, it can be feast or famine with certain titles.
“It’s really good,” she told me, “I wasn’t sure I would like it, but I read it in about 4 days.” She told me a bit about the book and when I looked skeptical (it’s about a veterinarian in a circus during the Great Depression), she promised that it was an amazing book and that once I picked it up I would have a hard time putting it down. I added it to the stack of books I was buying, more because I was curious about what goes on at a book club meeting that I was about circus life in the 1930’s.
( Let me look at that cake. )
