They have all been in my car with me
(This list includes the most memorable)
Jeff Shaara (he is there now)
Nicholas Kristof and Sheryl WuDunn
They come in hard plastic cases with little individual plastic sleeves
They come in flimsy cardboard boxes with innards that open out in the oddest of ways
They come to my iPod and send their signal through a cassette adapter
They entertain me
They inform me
They disturb me
They keep me awake on long drives
They quadruple my reading capacity
They give my mind phrases to savor, like:
Hope, Patrick knew, was the exact measure of distance between himself and the person who’d come for help. (Jodi Picoult in Nineteen Minutes)
Me, alone but in the finest of company, devouring audiobooks as I drive.
Wife of one, Mom of two, Friend of many. My pronouns are she/her/hers.