"Hey, where's Lizzie?"

So, I have to keep this short, because Liz doesn't know I'm writing this and there isn't much time left.... She's reading her new book and she's almost finished. It's called An Echo in the Marrow, or something like that. It the latest in some series of books that she's totally addicted to. I think it's so funny when she gets a new book because she just disappears for a few days. She doesn't say anything, just sits there engrossed in her book. I think I bother her a lot because I like to talk so much and end up interrupting her. I think she tries her best to ignore me.


She's been reading this book for a few days now, but she's just about finished. Now this is no small book! She reads about a million words an hour, so while it would take me a month to read this behemoth of a monstrosity, she's breezing through it in a matter of days. Sometimes we'll both be reading a story in a magazine and she'll finish and turn the page before I've even finished the first paragraph. It's really crazy!


As she reads a novel, every now and then Liz giggles a little, which I think is the cutest little laugh in the whole world! And sometimes she makes an exasperated groan leading me to believe that that part of the story is particularly annoying, or she lets out a huge sigh as though she is relieved that something worked out alright. She's really quite cute! The groans have become increasing frequent as she gets closer to the end of this particular book.


So, at this moment, Liz is reading the last 1 or 2 pages of this book, A Reverberation in the Vertebrate, or whatever it's called. The suspense is building and all the plot lines of the previous 1000 pages are coming together. She'll be done soon, and then I'll say...


"Oh, there you are Lizzie!"


It'll be nice to have my wife back.