So my plans for the weekend have gone completely off the rails, but in a good way. My son has spent the last week with my parents. I drove over Friday evening to pick him up, and since it’s 3.5 hr drive, I planned on spending the night and returning home yesterday morning. I hadn’t been here five minutes when my wife called and asked what I knew about my brother who lives out of state posting on Faceplant that they were coming to see my folks for the weekend. Uhh…nothing.
Anyway, I’ve stayed over since I don’t often see this brother and his family. What does that have to do with a book? I purchased The Hymn of the Pearl yesterday morning and decided to read it while we were waiting for my brother to arrive. Normally, it would go into the queue to be read when I got around to it. I decided not to wait.
Good decision. Continue reading