this morning #2271.

this morning, when i arrived, the rest of the group was already there. waiting around the table. sandy leapt up to greet me. good ol’ steady sandy. the rest of them stayed seated. stone-faced. i waved to them anyway. settled into my usual seat. poured myself a glass of water. i sort of knew this day would come. first thing’s first though. the whole motivation behind this impending dismissal is just dumb. one of those mostly made-up crises. i mean…what kind of book club has a morals clause? apparently this one does & i’ve violated its terms. it looks like i’m about to learn what i’ve done. stanley spoke up “on behalf of the club” & he didn't mince words. good ol’ straight shooter stanley. turns out that the group disapproves of my “extreme political views.” man…if they only knew.