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"Let's go a little later. I have some things to do." She dried up her hands on a towel. "In that case I'll go down to the lake and then I'll pick you up in say an hour? Is that enough time?" "Make it two. I have book club. Possibly three hours. One of the girls is bringing little chocolate glazed doughnuts. You should come!" Her book club has some of the most idle gossipers in Sunrise Cove. I wouldn't risk it. I'm past passing off for bloated. "No thank you. I'll go down to the river."

"Book club." "Where?" "The community center on Maple Street." I groaned. "You've got to be kidding me." "I'm not." "Dean, I'm not interested in sitting around with a bunch of strangers talking about books I haven't read." "Then maybe you should have read them," he countered, still not looking at me. I wanted to reach forward and smack the phone out of his hand. Instead, I just sank lower in my seat and glared at the back of his head.

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People could buy books, or trade old ones for new ones. 'Between The Pages' is just one other community hotspot. Especially for the weekends where the community often gathers here to trade books before the big feast. By this point, the morning has warmed up and Arianna takes a seat beside me as I boot up the computer. It whirs and groans into life. Arianna hands me a huge pre-peeled orange and puts the punnet of blueberries on the table. The orange, as usual, is the sweetest thing I had ever tasted and goes down a treat. I sign into the big, clunky computer and open my most visited website. 'Lucky You' is a free dating website, and I spend far too much time on it. My sister simply gazes up,

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No need to look for another lie. "A women's book club, that's what I'm going for," I said, hoping he would believe my outlandish lie. "So let me get this straight." He sat up on his chair. "A bunch of ladies leave their homes with paperback novels, then find a fancy cafe and sit around in a circle talking about fictional characters they're in love with?" he asked, and I nodded at him, thinking this was the best approach. "Pretty much, yeah. It gets worse, but you're not supposed to know about that."

“But just calm down and think about it.” Lena huffed. “Fine. I’ll try.” “Good.” “I’ll talk to you later,” Chloe added. “I’m a bit busy now.” “Yeah… bye.” The call ended. Lena lay back on her bed, her phone resting on her chest. Her eyes stared at the ceiling. Out of all the places in the world— It had to be her book club. The one place she found peace. The one place she genuinely made connections with people that were like family to her.

“You know, we could have some kind of reading list.” “Reading list?” I asked. “I’ve always envied reading clubs who had books to take down. Since you like reading, that wouldn't actually be inconvenient, will it?” I shook my head, “No.” “So, we decide a time to meet, and then we have a reading list. Maybe we both must finish eight books in two weeks. It could be at the library or right here. We don't have to read the same book. Just have different books, and delve into different worlds on the spot. Doesn't that sound fascinating?” She asked, with a bright smile. Hazel kept talking about the reading list in excitement, and I watched her in wonder.

I can’t. MidnightReader: Okay but can we talk about the ice??? Because I’m definitely trying that SpicyBooks4Life: “Pleasure that feels like death” - I FELT THAT I scrolled through the comments, giggling despite myself. These people had no idea they were reading my actual life. Then I saw a new comment thread forming. NightOwl_Reader: Okay guys, we need to talk. This community is getting HUGE. We need a name. RomanceAddict47: Yes! Like a secret club for readers who are obsessed with this story

So now, tell me—who should she choose? Me? Or him? Because I’m the one losing sleep. I’m the one planning book clubs that don’t exist. And yeah, there’s no book club. Not yet. But I’ll make one happen. Hire some people. Rent a space. Fill it with books and fake smiles if I have to. Because, oh dear Lilith... You’re going to drive me crazy.