I’m not the biggest gambler in the world. I played one euro in the casino in Monaco and felt duly stupid when it was lost. I do, however, have a huge stubborn streak. So when Scott said, “There’s no way you’re going to finish that book before we move!” I took it as a challenge. He probably meant it as an off-handed comment, but I decided to turn it into a bet.
Sadly, my wise husband was completely right. There’s no way I’ll be able to read 400 more pages in the next… oh wait, we’re unpacking now. It’s officially done.
I did make it almost to page 800 of a book that’s full of history and politics and emotion and stuff. So that’s not too bad. I just thought it would be the honorable thing to mention that Scott won the bet.