…because I’ve used up all of mine.

Yesterday I finally finished reading “The Time Travelers Wife“. I have to tell you that I was sobbing like small child by the last page. I feel so empty now that it’s over. I am envious of all of you who have not yet read it. Is there such a thing as book separation anxiety? Was I the only one who had a Steel Magnolias/Beaches kind of cry over this book? Please tell me I don’t need to go and get my hormone levels checked.

What was the last book you read that made you feel this way?

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