Hooray It Is the Readers Digest
Hooray! The Reader’s Digest arrived today!
I tear the cellophane open, eager to begin my big read.
There are mites on every page.
Troops of mites in a line, marching along.
Where are the words?
I show the book to my husband.
Those are the words, he says.
Now I am irritated that I argued we did not need to order the Big Print
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