My coworker walked into the lunchroom and said, "You're reading that book?" I said, "Yes, it's for book club. It's really depressing." She said, "Yeah, that's a sob fest." I asked, "It doesn't get any better?" "Nope."
At that point, I made the decision not to read any further.
It turns out although I'm a sucker for the grisliest horror stories around, a story about a woman who has earl-onset Alzheimer's disease is my worst nightmare. At 54, Alice is diagnosed - without a doubt - with the disease that steals memories and lives.
So, after about 64 pages, I gave it up.
Onward and upward!
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