I thought that perhaps this little book was planting seeds of rebellion in her head, so I warned her against it. She laughed as if I were stupid. Then, days later, I asked her to stop reading it altogether. “It’s ruining our marriage,” I said, “and making you hard to live with.” Her eyes narrowed. “I gave up everything for you, Jacob Swinton. Everything. And now you want my mind, too?” I
