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I called again, moving toward the door but I got no answer. This guy is not only a nerd, he is also weird and somehow crazy. I wonder how I was going to cope with him when I joined his book club. I grabbed my phone off the table and unlocked it. As the screen popped on, messages flooded in. Group chats messages , especially the ones I've muted for a while now. ‘Arian Smith, Orleans College Book Club President, Accused of Misusing Club Funds.’ I blinked, trying to wake myself from the dream. I scrolled down, read it again and it was still the same.

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And definitely not a romance. Wedging the book back between its friends, she stood. Stopped. Rose on tiptoe and reached, bringing down a larger book. This one bound in creased red leather. Beneath the dust the title was French. The words—and, with zero illustrations, it was nothing but words—all French. Her French sucked. She skimmed the story about a woman in a city—Paris?—trusting a man, a kind stranger. Following him? Elle le suivit. She—elle—followed—suivit—him—le.

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“I’ll ring these up and bill Master McCabe.” “Oh, that’s not necessary. I can afford a couple of books myself.” Hana tried to stop Finch, following him to the register. “So…did we stop here for Hana to get her ancient book fix? And oo those look interesting. You’re sharing.” Pam asked, leaning on the counter to see what books Hana was getting. “This book itself is two hundred dollars.” Finch held up the first edition of Jannot: A French Rabbit by Mireille Marokvia. “And this one is five hundred twenty-five.” He held up the copy of The Birth, life, and Acts of King Arthur by Thomas Malory.

“The east wing rebuild. Formalizing the Varga-Decker alliance. Your mother’s financial structure. The regulatory process. Gregor finding his next step. Théo, eventually.” “That’s a lot.” “Yes.” “Good.” He looks at me. “I’ve had enough of nothing coming next,” I tell him. “I spent years surviving. A lot coming next feels correct. He smiles fully, the rare real one I keep collecting. “Yes,” he says. “It does.” My phone buzzes. A message from Théo: What is your favourite book? I show Lucien. “Answer him,” he says. I do. Forty seconds later another reply arrives: he’s read it, he prefers the second half because the first half is about fear and the second half is about deciding not to be afraid.

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