It’s 5 in the morning and I’m reading a novel on my iPad.
Isn’t it amazing how a letter or two can radically change the mental images we build.
The sentence “… the big horses that overlooked the park.” sent me off into a waking dream of sunny springtime fantasy.
When I returned my eyes to the page, I discovered that I had misread it. It actually says “… the big houses that overlooked the park.”
Interest lost, my fancies dissolved.
Reading continues.
