Does anyone know the source for this quote? (Until someone says otherwise, this looks to be the best bet.)
It all but perfectly describes the sighting that started Seen Reading almost six years ago now. The initial Seen Reading sighting was a woman at The Old Nick (Toronto), reading A Complicated Kindness, by Miriam Toews, so distraught as she neared the end of the book that she actually stroked the page, stood up, and left, announcing that she had to be somewhere else when the time came to say goodbye to the protagonist.
You know that feeling.