"How can you read it so fast? You'll miss the details," she told me. I thought about it, but still finished the book later that night. I don't miss the details, though. That's for the second reading, or the third; each time, a new adventure wrapped in an old friend. I could try to explain to her how the experience grows richer with each reading, but I get the feeling from the look in her eye that she already understands.