A War of Words
Dirty tricks abound in the Summer Reading Challenge.It's standard procedure now for both of us to have a book to open when the other walks into a room. There are allegations of late-night reading, long after the other participant is asleep. Most notably, there's a scoring question.
I have a huge lead, on paper. What I don't know is whether Eli 21.11 is updating the completed sheet with all his books. There may be a 2 a.m. mail-in ballot dump at any time.
Smack talk abounds.
"You're not catching me," I said to him yesterday. "No chance."
"Two words," Eli said. "Audio books."
"Wait, those don't count," I said.
"Of course they do," he said, "and I listen to them every time I'm in the car."
I'm battling an evil genius.
This morning, he came up the stairs.
"I did the math, " I said. "Audio books are only worth 30 pages an hour. It's not nearly enough."
"If that's what you need to tell yourself to get through the day, do it," he said.
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