I started this book as my train pulled out of the station this morning.
In what felt like two minutes later, the train pulled into Grand Central, and I had to tear myself away from a story that gripped me and tugged me in from the very first page.
I haven't stopped thinking about it all day long, and am counting the minutes until my train ride home so that I can pick up where I left off.
And as soon as I get home this afternoon I am sitting down on the couch, and not getting back up until I have read straight through to the end.
There is something utterly magical about being absorbed in a book.
I can't believe I waited so long to read this one.
But I'm glad that I have it now.