Chapter 8
It’s been an entire day since Book Club.
Louisiana Sunrise warned me that the Readers would only talk about themselves. I now know that he was right. It turns out Book Club isn’t about us, it’s about them. Humans can be so self-absorbed.
I have a different location today, face up above the fireplace. Next to me but face down is my new friend, Rebecca’s Book. A view, warmth and company. That’s a trifecta in my world.
“Is it always so quiet in this place?” Rebecca’s Book asks.
“Yeah,” I say. “Katie’s husband, the ünReader, seems to work a lot and leaves early, usually through the back door. I can go days without having to see him. He just comes in here to turn on that television.”
“The ünReader? When did you break out in umlauts?” Rebecca’s Book asks.
“It’s what überDesign c
