On the bus home from work today, I finished the book I’ve been reading for the last week. I want to read it again immediately, and I do not want to give the book back to the friend who lent it to me! I’m a big crier, but never in public, and this book made me bawl on my packed-at-rush-hour bus.
Today, I am grateful for my new favourite book, a bizarre, touching story about a little boy searching for all the answers.
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