Aviva DeKornfeld

I remember my mom always jokes like one of the most upset times she ever saw me was I caught that my grandma had read ahead.

Because she accidentally said something on one of the calls that hadn't happened yet.

And I was like, what are you talking about?

And she was like, well, it doesn't it?

And I was like, you read ahead.

And she had read the whole book.

Because she couldn't put it down.

Because she loved it.

But I was like, never do that again.

Like, swear to me that you'll never.

Because I loved that I had that experience with her.

was part of my nightly ritual.

I feel like it was like, come home, do homework,

maybe have dinner, then call grandma and recap the book.

Because I loved, I always loved like recapping my book to her.

Like I loved having someone to tell this story to so that it was like, I love being able to retell it.

Like I want to tell her this story in the way it made me feel.

I want to make sure I hide this suspense.

I want to like, if there was a surprise in the book, I want to make sure I tell her the story of the book in a way that keeps the surprise so that she's as surprised when I tell her as I was when I read it.

And then I'd be like, okay, what about your books?