I'm in Lowe's, and there's a girl -- about 10 years old -- behind me in the aisle with her mom. I hear her say, "I'm reading while I'm walking, so you gotta be my eyes, Ma."
I turn around, and there she is, walking and holding a book open, about midway through. I grin like an idiot, I'm so gleeful. Her mom says something I don't catch, probably about waiting til they leave the store to continue reading, and the girl goes, "But it's getting really good!"
I just about die of joy.
I get a quick glimpse of the cover -- Hoot, by Carl Hiaasen.
This is why we write.