This book made me cry – and I loved it. It pulled on the strings of my heart for days (maybe weeks) after I finished.
I never remember the names of characters in books, sometimes even when I’m in the middle of reading. I seem to know them innately, recognizing them by their traits from line to line. But if I were to set the book down I couldn’t tell you the name of the person I was just reading about.
More than a year later I can still pull two names instantly from my tattered mind: Clare Abshire and Henry DeTamble.
I’m really excited the movie is coming out, but I’m not sure I can go see it. If it’s bad it’ll be devastating.