No Next Page!😣
I pull myself together to finish what I started reading last week. I turn page after page and realize I am on the final chapter of the book. I am left with three pages to finish the read.I start experiencing chills.My throat hurts , I can't swallow saliva. My tears are close, if somebody yells at me at this very moment, I won't be able to hold the hot tears. I change sitting position from laying on my back to sitting with my butt. I gaze at the ceiling, watch the artistic palm paint designs on the wall.All this ,to delay the ending of the read. It's not that I don't want to finish the book, I never thought I would get this attached. From a weird moment when all I knew about the book was the title and the author's name. To figuring out the author's voice. To relating with word after word, chapter after chapter. To a moment when I postponed my house chores to get a minute with my new catch.To days when I interrupted errands to dive into this book. Now we have
