BEING AWAY

I sit in a crowd of people, all of us enjoying ourselves, chatting, reminiscing, sharing news and ideas.  But in the quiet parts, I think of the book I’m currently reading; it is waiting for me at home. 

I’m worried about the people in it.

Will they be victorious?  Or will terrible things happen to them because they dared to do what is right?

I have to calm myself, remembering that a book holds those people and their adventures BEFORE I choose to read it, and it promises to keep the characters in suspended motion until I return.

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