You had a strange book obsession. I mean, you worked at your own bookstore, of course you did. Your husband, John Price, loved that about you. Your eyes glued to a good story. Even while he was working on the computer, you’d be right next to him, reading. He never understood the books you’ve read, but he was always will to listen to the interesting and jaw dropping books you’ve read.

Recently, for you birthday, Price gave you a Kindle. A digital Ebook at the palm of your hands. The smile on your face when you got a kindle, made him smile. You loved that thing.

You were reading nonstop. Price thought it was just him in the house, when really, you’re in the little corner of your little library in the house reading your kindle. You were reading so much on that thing, to the point where you were getting no sleep, and that concerned Price a little.

You were as usual, reading on your kindle, sitting on the couch. It was almost three in the morning, and you were not in bed yet. Price woke up to see that you weren’t in bed and spotted you. He chuckles

“Don’t you think you should put that thing down now, love?” He asks, kissing your cheek. “On more chapter” you said, your eyes still glued to that thing. “You said that already, two hours ago” he says tiredly.