“When Juliet was young and declared that she no longer needed to sleep in the afternoons, her mother had instituted a tradition that she called a “reading rest,” which meant that who the hell cared if you slept but you still had to go to your room for an hour and be quiet. What her mother did during that time Juliet never knew. She also didn’t think about it because she actually was reading, and it was magical, leaving her life for an hour in the middle of everything, going someplace else.”
