In the wild

Yesterday my wife and I brought our daughter to the pediatrician for a quick checkup. As I walked through the waiting room, baby in tow, I noticed a woman sitting on the far side, reading Something Missing.

It was thrilling. Someone was sitting there, reading my book.

Now it turns out this woman is a friend, a former student-teacher, but I didn’t realize this initially, as her head was buried deep within the pages. Even so, I was pretty excited.

My first Something Missing sighting “in the wild.”