Wednesday, October 13, 2010

finishing and beginning are about the same

She threatened she was going to take it back to college with her. And I frantically started reading it becuase I wanted to finish it before she left. I went to school the next day, and when I came home, she had already gone.

But the book, Crazy Love, was where I left it the previous night. On the counter with my fraying book mark sticking out both ends. Maybe she left it for me because she knew I didn't finish it; maybe she just forgot.

But I know this. Whether she left it purposely or not, at least she loves me in her subconsious:)


Robbie De Vries said...

Read it!

Marie DeVries said...

bring it to grandma's party if you finish it, please?