When I open my car door, something black catches my eye. An e-reader? I pick it up and pull the small Post-it note off the top. Happy Birthday—Hardin, it reads. My heart swells, then tightens. I never liked the idea of portable reading devices. I prefer to hold a book in my hands. But after the conference this weekend, my opinion has slightly changed. Besides, it’ll make it easier to carry around submissions for work without having to waste all that paper printing them out. Still, I grab Hardin’s copy of Wuthering Heights off the floorboard and go back to my motel room. When I turn the device
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Oh thank god, this fixes everything
