The third book is not due

by Ovi

Years ago, we were having a party at our house.

At some point, I overheard two of our guests talking. One of them was enthusiastically recommending a book to the other.

He kept explaining why it was such a good book and insisting that the other man really should read it.

Finally, the other guest stopped him.

“Listen, pal. I’ve read two books in my entire life, and I assure you—the third one is not due yet.”

Some conversations you forget before the party is over.

Others stay with you forever.

And then…?