It rained in Anchorage all day Sunday which meant I could curl up in my chair and read Harry Potter without feeling any guilt at all…all right, a little guilt because my dogs looked stricken when they realized that they weren’t going to get a walk. But it was raining hard enough that I didn’t care. And so I finished it before anyone managed to blow the ending for me. I happy about the ending in some ways and disappointed in others. I won’t say much more because I don’t want to blow it for anyone who hasn’t finished. But there is a part of me that thinks she wimped out in the end and didn’t finish it as boldly as it seemed she might from the rest of the story. It’s almost as though she decided at the last minute to make it a happy fairy tale hearing and I was expecting something else.