Aug 11, 11
Read in July, 1994
Where to begin?
In fear of sounding pathetic, I'd have to say that Julie's Saving Grace found me.
My aunt works in a hotel, and they always find books left behind (I know, blasphemers!). They store them neatly in shelves and, my guess is, wait for someone to take them home.
I was 9 or 10 at the time, when she brought me in to pick something out for myself.
English being a foreign language and all, I really didn't know which one to pick, so I reached my hand into the back of the shelf and fished out Saving Grace.
I don't have to tell you this was my fist love and I've beed a Garwood fan ever since.
My childhood was not a happy one, so books started to be an escape for me - friends that were there to make me laugh, cry and envision love (I had yet to experience :D) as brave and unwavering.
For a while there Julie's were the only novels I've read. :D
Needless to say, my Julie Garwood shelf, and Saving Grace, is a personal favorite, especially now, when it's too hot outside, so I revisit the Highlands and meet my dear old friends.
Thank you, Julie.
You've ignited a passion for reading in me and I will be eternally grateful for your books.
Oh yes. I'm a graduate student of English literature now, all thanks to this book that made me love English so much.
Time to go back to my book. :)