I love the way you love stories. I love the way your heart rate picks up when the main character is in danger. The way your eyes widen and there’s adrenaline in your blood and for a moment, you are lost somewhere else. I love the way your inner voice fluctuates dramatically as it reads to you. How it speeds up and pauses, at all the right times. I don’t think anybody has ever told you, since I’m the only one to ever bear witness, and I just thought you should know.