Let me explain about how I am being contrary.
We have a book club at work now. We’re supposed to be reading Let the Great World Spin.
I’m sure it’s a good book, but I have been struck with the overwhelming need to finish The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet’s Nest before I can start it. This is a book I have been not reading for about a month now, maybe two.
You see why I’m a librarian, right? Nobody bothers to boss librarians around.
All right, I should find the stupid thing and get on with it, but I am a little sad to be putting the Hornet’s Nest down again.
Jimmy is sleeping on the kitchen table. The birds are still alive — at least I assume they are because I see their parents fluttering around the arch and the loquat tree, and they peep very loudly to warn each other whenever we go outside. It is very exciting.