In December I thought it was high time I start reading some books I've always wanted to read but claimed I didn't have the time for. My husband, being a middle school teacher, has all the Harry Potter books and has read them all.
It was time I read those book too.
Thank you J.K. Rowling.
Thank you for 4195 pages of thoroughly entertaining, totally engrossing, magical masterpiece of my time. I laughed, I cried, I was angry, hopeful, sad, nervous and elated. And as silly as it sounds for a grown adult to say about a young adult series, I felt like I was friends with these characters for the last two months.
I cannot wait until my daughter is old enough to read these wonderful books.
Thank you Ms. Rowling.
Now what on earth am I going to read next?