My aunt Maureen gave this to me when I was 15, and I devoured and adored it. Recently the BSM mentioned it, and I was completely delighted at the thought of a reread. Beginning it today I was a bit nervous. It’s been 25 years since I read this book. And perhaps it was awful but 15 year old me didn’t realize. And perhaps I’m going to wreck a favorite book for myself. But I don’t think so
— Sep 05, 2020 03:14PM
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