I am trapped within the pages of a great book, and I don't really want to get out. My teenage boy asked me to read it and it seems to be getting under my skin. I should be cleaning out the coop, transplanting seedlings and putting up that new fence...but instead I am reading. I can't even give any detail out about the book just in case someone may want to read it. I find myself constantly thinking how my interpretation of this book differs from my son's. I can't wait to finish it and then we can sit down and talk about it.