While other people made themselves sick on too many candied hearts and caramel-filled chocolates, and ruined their noses with smelling too many flowers and their own perfume, the Reading Hedgehog and I made ourselves sick on books. And while they made dates with their beaus and peer sadly into their now-depleted pocket-books, we hung out with a ton of books in my library, staying up to ungodly hours and whispering sweet good-nights when the clock finally announced that I was being ridiculous - did I want to look like a nocturnal creature in the morning? This didn't bother the hedgie, of course, since he is a nocturnal creature. There were a few book-dates that I would rather have canceled, but there were quite a few good ones, too, and here they are!
