Eureka! I think.
A while ago I got into a definitely frenzy because I lost a paperback. It wasn’t even a particular favorite. It was simply one I knew I had and suddenly couldn’t locate. It was the third and final book in a trilogy that I had this urge to reread. I couldn’t find it and I hunted this house over trying, let me tell you. The absolute agony. Not mine. Mark’s and Amy’s. Because I drove them nuts there for a day or so accusing them of somehow losing said book within their possessions. Then I forgot about it for another while until I was lyingRead More →