Bought, started, and finished the final installment of the Jessica Darling series, Perfect Fifths, in one evening. I didn’t have time to read it before bed, but I woke up in the middle of the night tossing and turning so I decided to read a bit of it in order to get back to sleep. I ended up completely sucked in and finished the entire book between the hours of 1:30 and 4:00am.
As always, I’m sad when a series ends. I grow attached to the characters, and want to keep growing with them.
Anyway, back to The Reader, which I decided to neglect mid-read in order to pick up Perfect Fifths. Still an interesting read. Still depressing.