I'll Sleep in the Box Room

I stop reading Me Before You by Jojo Moyes. Just stop. Louisa and Will--and Nathan--are in Mauritius. I want to hang out with them--maybe forever, but--at least, for a little while.

I love Louisa. She is fantastic. I hate that I am reading a library book. I want to highlight all the good bits and I can't. But I remember this one from early on:

"Jesus Christ," said my father. "Can you imagine? If it wasn't punishment enough ending up in a ruddy wheelchair, then you get our Lou turning up to keep you company."
"Bernard!" my mother scolded.
Behind me, Grandad was laughing in his cup of tea.

If you don't think that's funny, now. Read the book. You will. Louisa Clark is worth getting to know, as Will Traynor finds out.

This story is unexpectedly wonderful. I find myself wandering around my house with a little smile on my face just because of it.

I confess, I am a bit gaga over it.

In fact, if Josie and Bernard will adopt me, I'll sleep in the box room.