I am NOT one of those people who reads books all the time. It’s not something I make time for in life. The only time I read is when I’m on a plane or when my toes are in the water and my ass is in the sand. When I went to Costa Rica I brought three books. I finished 2 and the lonely soul that I didn’t get to was forgotten about until it was time to go to the beach for Memorial Day Weekend. Now you’re probably thinking it was…