It's Just a "Reflex"

  And no, I'm not talking about my inhuman urge to punch people in the face. Over Christmas, I got the chance to read a book, the sequel to the original Jumper, and it was called Reflex. And I found it to be really good. It takes place several years later, and it's not told in first person like the first one was, but it was very good anyway. In it, David and Millie--real Millie, not the yuppie thing they turned her into, the one that you'll actually like--have gotten married, and Millie wants to have a kid, but David keeps saying no, and he doesn't actually say why, but it's because he's afraid that he'll be like his dad, who was an alcoholic who beat him with a belt. And then David gets kidnapped. It's a fine book, to sound all British about it. Pick it up, if you get the chance. And if you don't? Pick it up anyway. Or I'll find you and, you know...pull a Miss Pope. 

  Read the book. You'll find out what I mean. 

  But not if you're squeamish. You might throw up. A little. And maybe pass out. Or die.

  Read it.