Picture it, (I wanted to go Sicily 1925 like Sophia from Golden Girls) a friend of my sister in law’s was getting ready to go to her book club and asked if I wanted to go with her since I love to read. I discovered I had read the book they were reading and loved it so I thought I would go. It was gonna fun right? Wrong, it was the worst hour of my life. They destroyed a book that I enjoyed and made me feel bad for liking it. Now, it wasn’t the friend I went with. In fact, on the way back to my brother’s she admitted…