Looking back at “The God Complex”, I guess Amy’s fear that the Weeping Angels were for her wasn’t too off the mark.
Am so sad now
So I get out of my final early, and decide to take advantage of the good weather and sit outside. I call my mom and tell her about my bad-day-turning-good. There’s a man who’s also on the phone, and his dog is roaming around, sans-leash. The dog sneaks away from the guy for a while and I make sure to tell him. He jokes that he’ll give me a few bucks if I watch his dog until he’s done. I think “No big deal, I love dogs.” I keep an eye on the dog while the man finishes his call. He walks up to me and hands me a folded up dollar. I try and refuse, but he’s genuine in his appreciation and insists. When he and his dog walk off, I look down at the money.
He gave me one hundred dollars.
I wish I had gotten the chance t thank him more, but he was gone.
Sir, I’m floored by your generosity, and so so thankful.
See, book clubs, in theory, are nice. I would love to join a book club.
I want to read what I want to read
As fast as I want to read it
As many times as I want to read it
We encounter a problem.