"Let Sword Read It, Too."

This morning, I picked up the proof of When Sword Met Bow from the P.O. box, while Lawrence stayed with Bow. After lunch, I read the book to Bow, and then I let him proof it himself. 

Bow seemed to like the book. He took a good long time to go over it. Then, later, when we were on the other side of the glass, he spelled: "Let Sword read it, too."

"Okay, Bow," I said. "I will. I'll let her read it as soon as she gets home from school."