A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

How am I ever going to find another book to read? I knew I was reading it too quickly. It's been a long time since I altered my day to fit around a book that I had lost myself in. I saw this book on a lot of favorite book lists. Now I know why. Such a heartfelt tale of growing up. Not preachy, not corny, not depressing, not fake just straight out of 1917.

I even cried at page 345. The part about her dad leaving her flowers for her graduation... wow.

It makes me want to tell my own story. One of these days.