I was reading Bujold’s Cetaganda from my cache of the Vorkosigan ebooks (as I detailed here), when my son decided it was his turn on the iPad or he’ll not want to take an afternoon nap.  I was in the middle of a very interesting development in the book, but my son insisted.  So as I was fully prepared to get down from the high I got from the story, I scanned my shelves and voilà !  I have a copy of Cetaganda, after all. 

The evening was enjoyable once again.