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Book Club Erin Elizabeth Fay

A loaf of rye bread, a pear tart, and a bottle of olive oil. Christine stared absentmindedly at the contents of her shopping cart. Having forgotten her list, she was wandering aimlessly, hoping she would remember each item. Cruising past the dairy aisle, she heard her name. She turned around to see Tracy Lynn, one of the neighborhood moms, flit toward her. Christine winced. Tracy Lynn seemed to find new ways to irritate her with each interaction. Her critical eye always made her uneasy. “Christine!” she squeaked with exaggerated excitement. “I haven’t seen you in ages! I missed you at the last PTA meeting.” The PTA meetings were interminable. Before the last meeting, Christine’s husband jokingly suggested she stash a nip of Jameson in her purse, and she had seriously considered it. “And don’t you look adorable! I wish I had the confidence to wear that,” she said, gesturing to Christine’s plaid skirt. “Thanks?” Tracy Lynn continued, “When did we see each other last? The assembly? When the kids read those poems?” “I think so.” “Your daughter read those kooky ones by what’s-his-name…” “E e cummings?” “Yes! That’s the one. I don’t know if you heard, but I’m hosting book club this weekend. We’d love if you could stop by.” As Tracy Lynn talked, Christine was already thinking about how to lie her way out of the event. The book club meetings were really just an excuse for the moms to drink chardonnay and gossip, and Christine didn’t think she could stomach another one of Tracy Lynn’s flavorless gluten-free cookies. “Um. David’s going to be 25

Temper Literary Review

Spring 2018

Temper Literary Review 2018  

Temper is a literary arts magazine produced annually by students at UMass Dartmouth. We are committed to providing students from all backgro...

Temper Literary Review 2018  

Temper is a literary arts magazine produced annually by students at UMass Dartmouth. We are committed to providing students from all backgro...

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