She’s sitting at the tiny desk in the kid’s room at the Gnu’s Room. My daughter – brilliant, beautiful, 4, great – looks up from her hot chocolate and closes the books she’s flipping through: The Great Illustrated Classics’ version of White Fang. I had it as a kid. It might still be in a box somewhere (or dude, it might, like, be at the Gnu’s Room… )
“Whatcha doin’, kiddo? Reading?”
“Yeah. This book is called The Dog and the Slow Pokes.”
Oh, good God… I can’t stop thinking about it.