Reading

 

Camille didn’t says so, but I suspect she was hoping to cheer me up in that last month of 2024.  You know: the post election, another school shooting, another war, blues. Of course, she sent me a book. The Thursday Murder Club.

It was perfect.  British humor that gets and keeps you smiling. My favorite character, Joyce, keeps a diary. Just my style.  I read it in two days and gave it to Trudy, who was also in need of  some cheer.

Then, to my surprise, Camille sent me another book:The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry.  Another perfect choice.  "Should I even bother with my Library card?", I asked.   “Yes!, Joan”, she says.  “I’m not going to keep sending you books. I get most of my books from the library, so I’ll recommend the ones I prefer.”

Well, my enthusiasm and Camille's generosity has won out.  She’s sending me the second book in The Thursday Murder Club series.  I can’t wait!

So far, if reading is a good way to get through life, 2025 is looking good.