'k. I'll play. I have a monthly book club meeting where we all bring suggestions as to what to read for the next month and then vote on the suggestions. I brought this book up as a suggestion a few months ago and finally last month some others decided it sounded interesting. It's called A Complicated Kindness and it's by a Canadian author, Miriam Toews. I have only begun reading it, but it's great...in spots hilarious, tragic, and oh-so-relatable for xjws. (In the congregation where I grew up, one of the elders had actually converted to jw-ism from Mennonitism...he was the hardliner you would imagine.) Some selected quotes: "We're Mennonites. As far as I know, we are the most embarrassing sub-sect of people to belong to if you're a teenager. Five hundred years ago in Europe a man called Menno Simons set off to do his own peculiar religious thing...Imagine the least well-adjusted kid in your school starting a breakaway clique of people whose manifesto includes a ban on the media, dancing, smoking, temperate climates, movies, drinking, rock 'n' roll, having sex for fun, swimming, makeup, jewellery, playing pool, going to cities or staying up past nine o'clock. That was Menno all over. Thanks a lot, Menno." "When we were little, Tash and I would sit in the darkened dining room of my grandmother's farmhouse, listening to the funeral announcements. They came on after supper, on the local radio station we were allowed to listen to because the elders knew that it was better for little children to listen to the names of dead people being read out in a terrifying monotone than the Beatles singing All We Need is Love." "...Golf was another one [of the games we were allowed to play] because it consisted of using a rod to hit something much, much smaller than yourself and a lot of men in this town enjoyed that sort of thing."