Hi guys,
I'm posting a little anecdote here, mostly to demonstrate the posting and following things, but also so you can take a small amount of amusement in how batty I tend to look in public.
Today I was doing some rereading of North and South in our lovely dining hall, and I was revisiting a favorite passage **SPOILER ALERT** where Thornton goes to ask Margaret to marry him.**END SPOILER ALERT**
Anyway, I had a few feelings about this passage, which manifest themselves in mutter to myself and tossing my hands in the air, as if I were talking to the characters. Since I was sitting at a table by myself at the time, I can safely say I looked just a little bit mental. I think the moral of the story is that some things should be read in private. Or maybe just that I should stop
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