Post or the Washington Express paper. Everyone save for one man. He was enthralled with a book that I could easily identify by its wacky coloring.
Oh Janet Evanovich, your books stand out so clearly.
The man, who looked to be in his late forties, was wearing muted greens and browns. Even his hair and skin were a muted color. That only made 11 on Top stand out even more. He was almost at the end of the book, I would guess five pages away, and I could see his eyes darting furiously across the page.
He switched to the green line at Fort Totten, one stop before mine, and he kept on reading as he walked away.