About a month ago my husband bought a paperback book by a popular writer. I won’t share the writer with you for spoiler purposes, but the author churns out books one right after another. A few of them have been made into movies, and most of them have the same hero.
When my husband put the book in the shopping cart I said to him: “Haven’t you read that book already?”
He didn’t think so.
But then as he started to read it he began to wonder –Â Maybe he had he read this book before?
Then again –Â Maybe not.
And so it went. He’d be reading, and then he’d put it down and say to me: “I can’t tell yet if I’ve read this book.”
He’s now past the halfway mark, and the hero just died.
The hero just died.
And as he’s telling me this all I can think to say to him is: Â ”I think now is a good time to determine if you’ve read it before or not. Don’t you?”
