The Postscript: Too old

My new friend, Betty Lou, started a book club, and she asked me to join.

I was delighted. I hadn’t been in a book club for a long time. Because she is a librarian, Betty Lou knows better than most the importance of reading a variety of things and so, at the very first meeting, we read a graphic novel.

None of the members of this group are young, and this was the first graphic novel most of us had read. We weren’t sure what to say about it.

“This book is very heavy!” one member finally said.

“It’s a doorstop!” said another.

We all agreed we were not crazy about the weight of the book. I wondere...