My Boy walks into the room holding a book in his hands and looking sheepish.

"Do we still have book 3, or did you have to take it back already?" he asks.
"I took it back," I said.
"Oh. I need closure." he manages to look a bit more sheepish although smiling. "It was good."

So I think I'm going off to the library this afternoon. To go and look for that book. I don't mind- I thought it was pretty good too. Which is why I did an interlibrary loan for books 1 and 2. Ghost, Kildar, and Choosers of the Slain by John Ringo. Some books are like crack for the brain when I'm a certain degree of hormonal.

mmmm. yummy, yummy books.