it’s 2:25 pm. i started reading this book at 9 am. i cried 5 different times and as i type this, one-handed, i’m holding this novel to my chest, wishing i could go back in time and read it for the very first time over and over and over again. i don’t think i could ever get sick of it. i’m so happy i stumbled on this book in the library, i’m going to do something very out of character and buy it, because i already miss laurie and jack and sarah and oscar and—hell, i even miss oscar’s mother. what an amazing book. i truly fell in love and used up half my tissue box. i can’t wait to see what else this author’s written, though i doubt i’ll be able to move on from laurie and jack so easily.