It was the littlest sister who commanded me to read 84 Charing Cross Road, but I have gotten sidetracked by distractions (such as holiday leftovers and Guitar Hero) and household chores. This was such a spectacular book that I have completely breezed through it and forgot about the bacon on my plate.
This was a post by Hanna, who hasn’t quite gotten over this book. She is set to continue reading its sequel as soon as she publishes this post. She also wants to make it up to bacon and the chocolate on the freezer.