This was, I think, the first book that we shared together.
He brought a copy of this to Israel,
and he read me poems from it in the miklat, where we studied.
Ben has introduced me to Milne, Orson Scott Card, and Douglas Adams.
I have introduced him to Lukyaneko, Murakami, Neil Gaiman, and Roald Dahl.
And we keep doing that–reading a book, handing it off to the other person
(sometimes thieving a book in the dead of the night in order to finish it before they do), talking about books, arguing about books, loving books together.
I love that I am marrying a reader.
(isn’t our friend Staci an amazing photographer?)