Morally Illuminated

I received a package on Tuesday that held a literary gift- the book 'Go Set A Watchman' by the great Harper Lee. I ripped that cardboard packaging open and started reading before the UPS driver drove off. To say I was excited is a major understatement. 
Let me explain ... My enthusiasm is based on two objectives: 
1.) 'To Kill A Mockingbird' (also written by Harper Lee) is my favorite book of all time. If Lee had not written it before I was born, I'd be convinced she had based the main character, Scout, on me. 
2.) After Mockingbird, Harper Lee said she would never write another novel. To now have another piece of literature written by her is simply delightful. (Side note- I fretted over whether or not to partake when the discovery was first announced, but that is a controversy I won't include here.)
So, after I ripped that sucker open, I flew through the first 20 pages and then realized I hadn't been inhaling or exhaling. (Okay, okay- so that's a whopper of a taradiddle, an exaggeration, and physically impossible. Just roll with the hyperbole people! Sheesh!) I put the book down for a bit, picked it up again, and then started over. This time, I breathed while reading and slowed down so I could enjoy the words, the details, the rhythm of the story, and the satirical dialogue between these characters I've grown to love. I haven't quite finished but I am savoring every, single page. And, in the words of the late Elizabeth Hardwick, I have thus far been 'morally illuminated'.