You know one of my favorite things about re-reading books? When I find really random things shoved in the book.
Nothing like finding an old bookmark (I use index cards most of the time) at some really random point, or an old grocery list.
Today, I found a poem in Chapter 7 of Divided in Death, called "Thoughts Pressed Between Pages"
Now how freaking appropriate is that?
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