I read a lot. Probably more than most people. So it's really exciting for me when I read a book that I love more than most. It doesn't happen often, but I was lucky enough to be home sick with the flu for a few days, and reading a really wonderful book. I don't mean lucky to have had the flu, but lucky to have an excuse to sit on the couch and do nothing other than read! The Forgotten Garden, by Kate Morton, was just the sort of book I've been looking for ever since finishing The Thirteenth Tale, by Diane Setterfield two summers ago. It is equal parts British mystery, romance, fairy tale, and historical fiction, and feels like a grown-up version of The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett.
In the book, a story is woven between three different time periods, in two different countries, and with various different characters. The central plot is a mystery, with the answers being offered up at the very end of the story. I was hesitant to finish the book -- because I liked it so much -- but wanting to know how everything fit together.
Eventually I did finish the book. And got better. Just in time for the weekend. And now I'm searching for my next new favorite book.
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