So I was at my favorite hole-in-the-wall Mexican restaurant this morning paying for my breakfast burritos I ordered to go. As I set my book down and paid for the meal I heard a gasp to my right. I turned and saw this old man (90s easily) staring at my book with a ghost-white, horrified look on his face. He was visibly trying to appear calm and slowly backed away from me. I smiled and turned back to collect my change.
Then I looked down at the book I'm reading and almost lost it
