I confess.  I have cheated. Yes, paper books, I have cheated on you. I am having an affair with my e-reader. It started off as innocent flirtation. Kobo Touch is a cool, handsome gadget that admittedly has some pretty smooth moves. But my love of paper books runs deep. We have been together a long time. Flirtation is healthy, I reasoned, especially since Kobo and I would only ever be occasional travel companions. I rationalized that our relationship would start with just a book or two; simply two friends getting to know one another. Nothing more. Why? Because I love […]