Botros loved books, and as usual every term, he made sure that he attended at least one of Leo's book club meetings. This term, things were going busier than usual, but Ab hurried along his lesson to catch the meeting held one floor below his classroom.

Wearing his shirt and cardigan, the old man knocked on the door and walked in with his cane in his right hand. "Hello Leo." Look at him, the oldest and weakest in the group and yet the first to be here. Only he couldn't sit at those beanbags seats, so he looked around for a sturdier seating to use.