"For Heaven's sake, Chris, why can't you talk to me once in a while? " Julie whined. "What? " Chris replied. "Look around! " Julie yelled, as she pointed around the room. "Look at all these books! You always have your head buried in a book! You don't even seem to know I'm alive! " "I'm sorry, honey," Chris said. "Sometimes I wish I were a book. Maybe then you'd at least look at me! " Julie exclaimed. "Hmmmm," Chris mumbled, "that's not such a bad idea. Then I could take you to the library every few days and change you for something more interesting. "
