Lydia Howe's Reviews > The Bridge

My sister first read me this book when I was three, so it's not an exaggeration when I say I grew up with the book. I'm guessing that I've read it at least ten times, and I wouldn't be surprised at all if I've read it more than that.

This was the first time I've read the book in several years though, and I was actually amazed that there were sentences, paragraphs, and even one chapter that I hadn't specifically remembered. I was delighted over and over again at how the author weaves the story into place and draws us into the world she created.

I don't know how to explain this except to say that the Bracken Trilogy is so woven into my childhood that I hardly know where one ends and the other begins. Every time I had to go outside to get something I would act like I was Rosalynn riding Herron's horse, Javelin. Rosewyn and I had so much in common that I was reminded of her quite often. And, I spent hours in the woods climbing along hills and creek banks acting like I was Krea from "The Two Collars."

While reading this book I not only saw Princess Rosalynn escaping, but I also saw dozens of my own memories of different times during my childhood where I had pretend to be Princess Rosalynn, or else where I'd read bits of her story.

This is truly a delightful book.