Day 89 - Skipped the story

The institution locked its doors at night so no one would learn all the secrets stacked inside. The blinds were drawn, the lights shut off. The people were gone but the machine was still whirling. Once the clock changed to 12:00, the machine showed no sympathy. Good people were marked, their crime - and penalty - growing larger with each minute. There was no return.

It seems three weeks is just not enough for me to finish a book and return it to the library on time. With three days left, I was only half way through a 400-page book. I read books cover to cover but in my panic to finish, I started skimming paragraphs. Then skipping paragraphs. Then avoiding full pages. Gasp!