We read a proto-twilight. But instead of vampires, it's the unholy lust between brother and sister.

Virginia Woolf's stream of consiousness style of writing isn't the best for reading out loud- but at least it's not as sexist at the last book.

A dystopian story about a world where women rule over men, and the most sexist thing I've ever read. It barely even makes sense.

We both actually like a book for once. We learn: * The receptionist at Ben's work is as good as dead * Glen has nothing to talk about thanks to quarentining * Gretchen has NO advice for us this week * Glen reveal's his hip-hop name

Two short stories from the early days of Phillip K. Dick's career (before he got good)

We continue to torture ourselves with the third episode of Stephanie Meyer's second offering to the 'Twilight Saga'. We learn: * Ben has ex-girlfriend trouble * Glen has a non-emergency happen with his ex-girlfriend * Gretchen kinda starts talking down

A non-eventful conclusion for non-eventful book... but at least it stayed consistently 'cute' all the way through.

Mr. Smith makes a comeback... and it's STILL a boring chapter