Last night, as Mike and I were going to bed, I read to him from a book I had just started. It was a book on marriage. It was debunking traditional advice given to people who desire to have a better marriage. Then this morning I read to him something I had read about Nihilism. It interested me because it applied to a problem a friend of ours was struggling with.
He said to me, “I thought you were reading the book about marriage.”
“I am,” I responded, “but I’m also reading about Nihilism.”
Then he thought for a minute. “And weren’t you just talking to me about something you read from A Wrinkle in Time?”
“Yep. I’m reading that too.”
I counted them up and admitted that I was actually reading six books at the moment.
He laughed, because he had five books of his own going at that time. (more…)
Treasure Hunt by Gail Hyatt 