People always ask me why I like to read so much. It’s like asking me why I like to breathe. It’s something I can’t live without. The first book I ever read was called PUG. I was in the first grade and I remember that my immediate thought was, I wish I’d known how to do this sooner. I haven’t stopped since. Without a book I feel naked. When I have a book in my hand I know I hold someone’s heart, someone’s dreams, and someone’s life. I know someone sat and wrote and gave me their gift. I know someone has allowed their story to be told.