“What did you have to know?” It feels wrong to ask – but she’s answering me and I can’t help myself. I’m the kind of person who always has to know. I’ll lose hours of sleep trying to read to the end of a book because I must know. I will spend days skimming through tomes searching and searching. If something is a secret, or tricky to decipher or tough to understand – well, it draws me like a moth to the flame. Everyone needs something. I need to understand.
