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Perhaps the last horizon on his reading life, that Monk may have some reason to hope of attaining, is to be able to read to himself comfortably and with some steady efficiency. On his last library trip, Monk was actually enjoying some of that ease, but the book was "Fade to Blonde," which is a very easy read.
It is just that Monk is struggling tonight. He is too tired to read aloud anymore, and he is taking in "Citizens" seated with his feet propped on his writing desk, and it is slow and torturous going. One supposes that Monk will never be that comfortable and fast reader turning the pages steadily with some quickness, but it would be nice to, say, double his rate and ease. It is almost like he is retarded, and it is physically uncomfortable of eyes and brain. But Monk is also truly tired, in spite of that big nap, and he would actually like to go to bed now and call it an early night, save for Bo's final rounds.
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Perhaps the last horizon on his reading life, that Monk may have some reason to hope of attaining, is to be able to read to himself comfortably and with some steady efficiency. On his last library trip, Monk was actually enjoying some of that ease, but the book was "Fade to Blonde," which is a very easy read.
It is just that Monk is struggling tonight. He is too tired to read aloud anymore, and he is taking in "Citizens" seated with his feet propped on his writing desk, and it is slow and torturous going. One supposes that Monk will never be that comfortable and fast reader turning the pages steadily with some quickness, but it would be nice to, say, double his rate and ease. It is almost like he is retarded, and it is physically uncomfortable of eyes and brain. But Monk is also truly tired, in spite of that big nap, and he would actually like to go to bed now and call it an early night, save for Bo's final rounds.
