Lost Lambs
Cut along the dashed lines and pass the cards around the table.
Where did you do most of your reading of this one, and did the book want a blanket, a bus seat, or a late-night kitchen table?
Before you opened it, what did the title Lost Lambs make you picture? Did the book feel like that, or like something gentler or sharper?
Cash writes with a lot of humor tucked into sad places. Was there a moment where you laughed and then felt a little tender about having laughed?
The idea of being a lost lamb suggests both wandering and being wanted back. Which of those feelings did the book leave stronger in you?
Was there a small, ordinary detail in here that comforted you more than any big moment did? What was it about that detail?
This book has a very particular voice. Did reading it feel like being talked to by a friend, overheard on a train, or something else entirely?
Somewhere in reading this you probably thought of a specific person you have worried about or been worried about by. Without naming anyone, what did the book stir up about looking after people?
By the time you closed the book, had your feelings about its characters softened, hardened, or just gotten more complicated? What shifted them, and did you want to sit with it or call someone?