Book Club
Hi, Jamie no one showed up Saturday for the book club
I hate to send you this text because I know how much the club means to you.
Maybe it was me. When you host we have dozens. They hang on every word you say. With me they stare out the window and clear their throats.
Today, I sat at our table at Milagro Coffee Shop, but no one else came.
There was a gentleman seated at the next table who said “why don’t you come over and sit with me and we can talk for a while?”
I was a little uncomfortable but thought well maybe I can sign him up for the book club and I can report to you that we had a meeting after all. I got up and pulled up a chair at his table.
Then he said “You know I’m sorry for what I did and I still love you.”
Then he looked up and our eyes met. I told him although we had just met, I liked him a lot too. He looked somewhat alarmed and abruptly got up and left. Then I noticed the EarPods.
I decided to eat the chocolate donut he left on his plate.
So there was only this very attractive woman and I left sitting at the coffee shop and I walked over to her and asked her by any chance was she there for the book club and she said no, but I detected a great deal of sympathy in her voice so I asked her if she had ever read To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf and when she said yes, I said I was surprised since most people had never heard of that book and so then I asked her what did she think the boar’s skull symbolized and she said she didn’t remember that part of the book, so I explained it at length, giving appropriate citations from the text and this impressed her so much she was literally so speechless her jaw dropped when I asked for her email address so I could send her a paper I had written about Virginia Woolf while still doing undergraduate work. She must have appreciated the offer because she put her hand on her head and exclaimed “sweet mother of God.” Yes, I think it made a great impression and I may have recruited a new member for the club.
Unfortunately, she looked at her phone, said she had just received a message that her grandmother was dying and she got up and literally ran out the door. She left her danish on her plate and so I finished it for her.
Anyway, hope to see you at our next monthly meeting.