From the very beginning, Shuang and Book were inseparable… Shuang was always with Book when he was lying in bed while not asleep, fulfilling his daily duty in the washroom, relaxing in the Jacuzzi, half following those work conference calls, having every meal, sitting in an airplane, even when he was driving, in that case, Book took the form of a cassette or a CD. As an enraged, jealous young wife, I threw Book into the trash can. But that happened only once, before I was enlightened, when I smartly turned Book the mistress into Book the child. I learned to love Book as well. We lived blissfully together, Shuang, Book, and I. Later, Shuang, Book, Julia, and I. And much later, Shuang, Book, Julia, Kevin, and I. We managed to influent Julia and Kevin to love their sibling Book. One big happy family we were! Shuang’s love for Book was boundless. He loved Book the best when it talks about history, biography, science, and philosophy. In truth, Book always got his attention, no matter the topics. The most amazing fact was, very unlike me, Shuang could recall everything Book said, including numbers and names. At the appropriate moments, Shuang would accurately quote from Book. Shuang’s brain was like a super computer with an enormous, well organized data base of all the sayings of Book. He deduced, inferred, amalgamated from Book’s various sayings, wisely applying them to real life situations, making decisions and predictions, staying objective, solving problems. At the end of the day, Book made the man Shuang. Now the secret between Shuang and Book is told.