Sarah’s Key

I’ve been a reader for as long as I can remember.

When I was younger, it was the Baby-sitter’s Club. I read just about every damn one of those books, and loved every page. (Super Specials and mysteries included.)

Then, as I got older, I kept reading. (But nothing as memorable as the BSC.) (Except maybe Harry Potter.) (And DEFINITELY The Da Vinci Code and Angels & Demons.)

Anything. Everything. (Except my textbooks for school. Never read those.) (Okay only sometimes. Sister didn’t get her bachelor’s by… well, you know.) I like to read.

But lately (liiiiiiike the past two years or so), I haven’t been reading as much as I’d like.

I spent pretty much all of this weekend, though, reading. I started “The Wednesday Sisters” Friday and finished it Saturday. (Maybe I’ll discuss that book another time because it? Was good too.) And then, since Boyfriend was off galavanting around the mountains in search of an elk, I started “Sarah’s Key.”

GUYS. Have you read this? It is so good. I laughed. I cried. I cringed. I smiled. I imagined myself in the characters’ shoes. I was thankful I didn’t experience what they did.

I never thought a book set both in 1942 France and the present day France would be interesting BUT throw in some Nazis and scaredy-pants French police and a little girl and grown woman (who aren’t the same people, btw) who pull at your heart strings and a prick of a husband and BAM! You have a book I read in one sitting. Literally.

I’m not going to discuss the plot here because, well, I don’t have the time, but also because, if you haven’t read it, I don’t want to ruin it for you because YOU SHOULD GO GET IT (seriously, anywhere – library, book store, Amazon, whatevs) and read it right now.

Well, first you should comment here and tell me you’re following my fabulous advice. Or, if you’ve read it, you should comment here and tell me about it.

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