Last week I finally got to read to Pazi again. Have been missing doing that for months and months, so it felt good to return to sharing stories with each other. Was also satisfying to at last get to the end of The Austere Academy, so next time we can start on book 6. A few days ago Pazi returned the favour by reading to me a story from her copy of Northwest Passages. Hopefully this week we will be in a position to each exchange some reading, instead of only one of us being up to per call. Or maybe this is just the way it falls out. I keep worrying I am being annoying in wanting to share the reading of stories with my loved ones, despite evidence to the contrary. All my words at the moment are coming out fake and hollow, so I doubt I could fairly describe how exciting it is to get to share stories with those I am closest to.