The Café by the Sea

My last stop of the day was the local wine shop, so I swung into the library (conveniently located across the street), grabbed a book or four, and then continued across the street where I enjoyed a glass of wine with the start of a new book.

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The Afterlife of Stars

This was the sort of book that pretentious Honors English college students gush over as “important” and “meaningful”.  Which, to me, usually meant it was weird, full of “lyricism”, and contained sentences that never seemed to end.  I wanted to like it.  I wanted it to be something special.  But I really, really hated it.