I told you 2011 was the year of the library. (No cracks about the young adult novels. They were free.)
I found Paradise on a shelf in the used bookstore for all of a dollar. It is, without a doubt, my favorite book ever. Even more than Twilight. (Gasp!) I had given up on the idea of reading it (again). My copy is packed away in storage and I draw the line at purchasing something I already own. When my sister asked me to take her to the library, I checked online. None of the local branches had it available. Of course, I never leave the library without checking the bookstore. (You can’t beat books for fifty cents.) I couldn’t believe I found Paradise… just sitting there. As if expecting me. I am so going to spend a few happy hours falling in love with Matt Farrell all over again.