On Saturday, I was on page 99, and about five minutes ago, I read the final word of The Thirteenth Tale.
It ate my weekend.
I read it on a bench at the hike and bike trail... at Once Over Coffee Bar... on the couch... in bed... while stirring my cabbage on the stove in the kitchen. I rued the need to sleep when I wanted to read and occasionally, I resented conversations that interrupted my consumption of the story.
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