“Do you want to come to a party with Tracey and me this Saturday?” “Is it a reading party?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. “A reading party?” “You know, where a group of people get together, sit in a circle, and completely ignore one another for hours as they dive headfirst into a novel of their choosing? Does it happen in a library? Will there be bookmarks?” I laughed. “Well, no.” “Oh. Then that’s a hard pass for me.” She went right back to reading. I swore one day, I was going to drag her to a ridiculous high school party, and she was going to have an awful time like the rest of us
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