Chapter Nineteen
A couple of hours later, it was time to set up the community room for film club. I pulled out some chairs and wheeled in the television since the Whitby library was still too old-school to have flat screens on the wall. Then I dodged into the staff room to get the popcorn machine going for the popcorn and then pour it into bags. I also got myself a large cup of coffee.
When I made it back to the room, it looked like the whole gang was there, which made me smile. I could honestly hold film club every single week because it made me so happy. There were plenty of films out there and my group wasn’t picky. They were enthusiastic about watching A Trip to the Moon, a 1902 French silent movie. They were also enthusiastic watching 1961’s West Side Story. And they had no problem
