This chapter reminded me of a vacation that my family and I took to the Grand Canyon when I was in middle school. On this particular vacation, I had gotten my hands on one of those books that you just can’t put down. I quickly learned the art of walking and reading at the same time. I was good at avoiding collisions with other people. Correction: other people were good at avoiding collisions with me. They basically stayed out of my way, which reduced the risk of a collision. Although I occasionally peered over the edge of my book to anticipate and calculate my route and its obstacles, the people around me did most of the work because they usually noticed my nose was deep in a book and they swerved out of my way to avoid a collision. My mother
