So I was at the hospital this afternoon, standing out in the parking lot to make some phone calls about my wife's condition post-surgery (she's fine, for anyone concerned), when it happened.
A man and a woman were crossing the lot, walking toward one of the ticket machines. He was carrying a bag -- hers, I think -- and she was carrying a book. A familiar book. With a familiar red banner across the top...
Yup, the Vintage edition of Before I Wake.
It's never happened to me before. My wife and son saw someone earlier this summer reading the book on a ferry, but I've never run into a reader in the wild like that.
Put a smile on my face (and a ferocious blush, I'm sure!).
A man and a woman were crossing the lot, walking toward one of the ticket machines. He was carrying a bag -- hers, I think -- and she was carrying a book. A familiar book. With a familiar red banner across the top...
Yup, the Vintage edition of Before I Wake.
It's never happened to me before. My wife and son saw someone earlier this summer reading the book on a ferry, but I've never run into a reader in the wild like that.
Put a smile on my face (and a ferocious blush, I'm sure!).