If you take a book with you on a journey… an odd thing happens: The book begins collecting your memories. And forever after you have only to open that book to be back where you first read it. It will all come into your mind with the very first words: the sights you saw in that place, what it smelled like, the ice cream you ate while you were reading it… yes, books are like flypaper–memories cling to the printed page better than anything else.
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Today, for many reasons, I'm remembering reading Les Misérables, for Mrs. Glassco's senior English class. My friend Ivy and I poured over the heavy book together after school in the basketball gym.
I so hope I'm going to love the movie.
What book, for you, most recalls where it was read?