Another week, another depressing Russian short story. This one about a man who spends the night homeless, and gets hot kisses from a homeless lady.

More depressing Russian stories- This one about a man who was wrongfully imprisoned for murder. Does he get out? Nope. He dies. I’m just telling you that now.

This week we read Fifty Shades of Grey by E. L. James. Again. And we’re both pretty sick of this book. We agree we’re not reading any more of them after this, and Ben’s impression of Ana is AMAZING.

I know what kind of books to read for every season, but not in this weird period when summer ends and school starts. So you get a really depressing story by a Russian author. Have fun with that.

The story wraps up where both Tom and Huck are rich- and no one brings up the fact that it’s stolen money and the police should be called to return it. And good ‘ol Huck just wants to sleep in a barrel again.

This week we read Fifty Shades of Grey by E. L. James, and it gets hot- and by “hot” I mean slow, boring, and a near carbon copy of Stephenie Meyer’s painful style of writing.

The kids escape the cave! Weirdly they run into Joe down there and Tom is pretty casual about it.

The kids keep an eye on the “spaniard” and “Injun Joe” for a few days then Becky Thatcher comes back! So Tom pretty much forgets about the murderer and the gold to go hit on her. A big party is planned and Huck and Becky wind up missing- which kind of tak