This little book fell into my lap when my nieces, Nora and Molly, were young and loved to have books read to them. Once they were on to reading on their own, I thought I could use this book to explore that moment in each of our lives when we sense reading has something to do with those little wiggly black lines underneath the pictures in the book we love. We start asking questions and trying to “read”, but most of our sense of the story still comes from the pictures and illustrations. I distorted the text in this book, altered it almost beyond recognition, but still allowed it a presence on the page, to suggest this moment of transition in our lives.