During the last couple of years, I’ve had a hand in turning my husband into a reader.
When we’d met, I don’t think he’d read a novel unless it’d been required in school. Now I'm happy to report, he has become someone who is not content unless he has a good book in hand.
The other day he said, “You know, I never used to understand how you could be in the middle of a book and suddenly decide to stop reading it. I used to think that if I'd made that much of an effort to read that far, I'd finish it. It just seemed like you had wasted your time. Now I find myself doing the same thing. If it's not a good book, I feel that it's wasting my time and I stop too.”
So I’m curious,