“Look at this,” I told Peony, alerting her to the beautiful new artwork for Intelligent People. “I’m re-launching the book to show off its brand new cover.”
“A new cover, you say?” she asked, failing to look at it at all, let alone admire it.
“But are they all the same old words inside?”
“All of them? Exactly the same?”
“Yes. They are.”
“Oh,” and she repeated “Oh” once more just in case I hadn’t caught the profound disappointment in it the first time.