Last night, I hosted what will probably be the last hurrah of our local book club. Attendance has been shrinking faster than my patience for Facebook arguments, and even with a special guest Amy S. Kaufman, author of The Traitor of Sherwood Forest, only my two besties, Laura and Nidhi, showed up. Chris was there too, along with the house ponies, who were actively trying to sit on humans as if that’s part of the reading experience. Heinz, my introvert dog soulmate, was behind the couch pretending...